Chords for Lemon Demon - The machine
Tempo:
83.6 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
F
Am
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C] [G]
[F] [G] [Am] [C]
[G] [Em] [Am] [C] [G]
[C]
[F] [C] [G] All that he does is chip away, each day [C] he sticks to his routine.
[G]
[F] Putting the feet spinning on the [C] living machine.
[Em] He ran out of room inside his room, so he [Am] moved it on his side.
[F] Now it's a bit too big, [C] now it's a mile wide.
[G] Building ramps across the desert, follow [C] signs to park and stare.
[F] Nobody says hello, nobody knows [C] he's there.
They just look at [Em] the blinking lights and reels, [Am] interlocking arms on a sphere of living.
[F] Nothing could be so big, nothing [C] could be so real.
[Em] One million [F] springs, [Dm] and [Am] spinning things [C] is quite [G] a [C] few.
[G] We have no clue [C] what does [F] it do, [Dm] plus the [Am] beauty of [C] it, it [G] doesn't do [Am] anything.
Doesn't do [C] anything, doesn't do [G] anything.
[Em] [C] He [G] made his own magnificent goggles, now [C] he lives inside the [Em] frame.
[F] Perfectly in front of him, forgetting his [C] own name.
[Em] All that he knows is that it leaves him, all [A] that he knows is he lives.
[F]
Never if it's there, never single and [C] unfair.
The [G] government people in black and pale, with [C] copters, drives, snoop around.
I'm so [F] sorry, but I need the extra power to keep the [C] choppers down.
[Em] Now there are tanks on the horizon asking [Am] what gives to man.
[G] And [F] not one of them understands, nobody [C] understands.
All that matters is one [Em]
[Dm] million years.
[D] Perhaps [Em] our [Am] fears [C] are coming [G] [F] true.
[E] What [C] [G] does it [C] do, what does [F] it do?
[Dm] Plus the [Am] beauty of [C] it, it [G] [Em] doesn't do [Am] anything.
Doesn't do [C] anything.
[F] Lost in [Dm] solipsism, [Am] even so it [C] pulls a lever.
Which [G] sends off a [Em] mechanism, which does [C] nothing whatsoever.
But [F] for nothing [D] that it does, [Am] it takes the everything [C] we know.
Because [Gm] it's screaming, just [Em] because, because [Am] it's made of [C] grand old foam.
And so [F] we label [Dm] it a man, it's [Am] so a grand joke, so [C] a gamar.
From its [G] finale to [Em] its genesis, [Am] we sprout it [C] for the now like [F] art.
[Dm] Plus the [Am] beauty of [C] it, it [G] doesn't do [Am] anything.
[C] Doesn't do [G] anything.
[C]
[F] Doesn't do anything.
Doesn't do [C] anything.
[F]
[C] [Am] [C] [N]
[F] [G] [Am] [C]
[G] [Em] [Am] [C] [G]
[C]
[F] [C] [G] All that he does is chip away, each day [C] he sticks to his routine.
[G]
[F] Putting the feet spinning on the [C] living machine.
[Em] He ran out of room inside his room, so he [Am] moved it on his side.
[F] Now it's a bit too big, [C] now it's a mile wide.
[G] Building ramps across the desert, follow [C] signs to park and stare.
[F] Nobody says hello, nobody knows [C] he's there.
They just look at [Em] the blinking lights and reels, [Am] interlocking arms on a sphere of living.
[F] Nothing could be so big, nothing [C] could be so real.
[Em] One million [F] springs, [Dm] and [Am] spinning things [C] is quite [G] a [C] few.
[G] We have no clue [C] what does [F] it do, [Dm] plus the [Am] beauty of [C] it, it [G] doesn't do [Am] anything.
Doesn't do [C] anything, doesn't do [G] anything.
[Em] [C] He [G] made his own magnificent goggles, now [C] he lives inside the [Em] frame.
[F] Perfectly in front of him, forgetting his [C] own name.
[Em] All that he knows is that it leaves him, all [A] that he knows is he lives.
[F]
Never if it's there, never single and [C] unfair.
The [G] government people in black and pale, with [C] copters, drives, snoop around.
I'm so [F] sorry, but I need the extra power to keep the [C] choppers down.
[Em] Now there are tanks on the horizon asking [Am] what gives to man.
[G] And [F] not one of them understands, nobody [C] understands.
All that matters is one [Em]
[Dm] million years.
[D] Perhaps [Em] our [Am] fears [C] are coming [G] [F] true.
[E] What [C] [G] does it [C] do, what does [F] it do?
[Dm] Plus the [Am] beauty of [C] it, it [G] [Em] doesn't do [Am] anything.
Doesn't do [C] anything.
[F] Lost in [Dm] solipsism, [Am] even so it [C] pulls a lever.
Which [G] sends off a [Em] mechanism, which does [C] nothing whatsoever.
But [F] for nothing [D] that it does, [Am] it takes the everything [C] we know.
Because [Gm] it's screaming, just [Em] because, because [Am] it's made of [C] grand old foam.
And so [F] we label [Dm] it a man, it's [Am] so a grand joke, so [C] a gamar.
From its [G] finale to [Em] its genesis, [Am] we sprout it [C] for the now like [F] art.
[Dm] Plus the [Am] beauty of [C] it, it [G] doesn't do [Am] anything.
[C] Doesn't do [G] anything.
[C]
[F] Doesn't do anything.
Doesn't do [C] anything.
[F]
[C] [Am] [C] [N]
Key:
C
G
F
Am
Em
C
G
F
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[F] _ [G] _ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _ _
[G] _ [Em] _ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [G] All that he does is chip away, each day [C] he sticks to his routine.
[G]
[F] Putting the feet spinning on the [C] living machine.
_ [Em] He ran out of room inside his room, so he [Am] moved it on his side.
[F] Now it's a bit too big, [C] now it's a mile wide. _ _
[G] Building ramps across the desert, follow [C] signs to park and stare.
[F] Nobody says hello, nobody knows [C] he's there.
They just look at [Em] the blinking lights and reels, [Am] interlocking arms on a sphere of living.
[F] Nothing could be so big, nothing [C] could be so real.
[Em] One million [F] springs, [Dm] and [Am] spinning things [C] is quite [G] a [C] few.
[G] We have no clue [C] what does [F] it do, [Dm] plus the [Am] beauty of [C] it, it [G] doesn't do [Am] anything.
Doesn't do [C] anything, doesn't do [G] anything. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ [C] _ _ He [G] made his own magnificent goggles, now [C] he lives inside the [Em] frame.
[F] Perfectly in front of him, forgetting his [C] own name.
[Em] All that he knows is that it leaves him, all [A] that he knows is he lives.
[F]
Never if it's there, never single and [C] unfair.
_ The [G] government people in black and pale, with [C] copters, drives, snoop around.
I'm so [F] sorry, but I need the extra power to keep the [C] choppers down.
[Em] Now there are tanks on the horizon asking [Am] what gives to man.
[G] And [F] not one of them understands, nobody [C] understands.
All that matters is one [Em]
[Dm] million years.
[D] Perhaps [Em] our [Am] fears [C] are coming [G] [F] true.
[E] What [C] [G] does it [C] do, what does [F] it do?
[Dm] Plus the [Am] beauty of [C] it, it [G] [Em] doesn't do [Am] anything.
Doesn't do [C] anything.
[F] Lost in [Dm] solipsism, [Am] even so it [C] pulls a lever.
Which [G] sends off a [Em] mechanism, which does [C] nothing whatsoever.
But [F] for nothing [D] that it does, [Am] it takes the everything [C] we know.
Because [Gm] it's screaming, just [Em] because, because [Am] it's made of [C] grand old foam.
And so [F] we label [Dm] it a man, it's [Am] so a grand joke, so [C] a gamar.
From its [G] finale to [Em] its genesis, [Am] we sprout it [C] for the now like [F] art.
[Dm] Plus the [Am] beauty of [C] it, it [G] doesn't do [Am] anything.
[C] Doesn't do [G] anything.
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[F] Doesn't do anything.
Doesn't do [C] anything. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
[C] _ [Am] _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
[F] _ [G] _ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _ _
[G] _ [Em] _ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [G] All that he does is chip away, each day [C] he sticks to his routine.
[G]
[F] Putting the feet spinning on the [C] living machine.
_ [Em] He ran out of room inside his room, so he [Am] moved it on his side.
[F] Now it's a bit too big, [C] now it's a mile wide. _ _
[G] Building ramps across the desert, follow [C] signs to park and stare.
[F] Nobody says hello, nobody knows [C] he's there.
They just look at [Em] the blinking lights and reels, [Am] interlocking arms on a sphere of living.
[F] Nothing could be so big, nothing [C] could be so real.
[Em] One million [F] springs, [Dm] and [Am] spinning things [C] is quite [G] a [C] few.
[G] We have no clue [C] what does [F] it do, [Dm] plus the [Am] beauty of [C] it, it [G] doesn't do [Am] anything.
Doesn't do [C] anything, doesn't do [G] anything. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ [C] _ _ He [G] made his own magnificent goggles, now [C] he lives inside the [Em] frame.
[F] Perfectly in front of him, forgetting his [C] own name.
[Em] All that he knows is that it leaves him, all [A] that he knows is he lives.
[F]
Never if it's there, never single and [C] unfair.
_ The [G] government people in black and pale, with [C] copters, drives, snoop around.
I'm so [F] sorry, but I need the extra power to keep the [C] choppers down.
[Em] Now there are tanks on the horizon asking [Am] what gives to man.
[G] And [F] not one of them understands, nobody [C] understands.
All that matters is one [Em]
[Dm] million years.
[D] Perhaps [Em] our [Am] fears [C] are coming [G] [F] true.
[E] What [C] [G] does it [C] do, what does [F] it do?
[Dm] Plus the [Am] beauty of [C] it, it [G] [Em] doesn't do [Am] anything.
Doesn't do [C] anything.
[F] Lost in [Dm] solipsism, [Am] even so it [C] pulls a lever.
Which [G] sends off a [Em] mechanism, which does [C] nothing whatsoever.
But [F] for nothing [D] that it does, [Am] it takes the everything [C] we know.
Because [Gm] it's screaming, just [Em] because, because [Am] it's made of [C] grand old foam.
And so [F] we label [Dm] it a man, it's [Am] so a grand joke, so [C] a gamar.
From its [G] finale to [Em] its genesis, [Am] we sprout it [C] for the now like [F] art.
[Dm] Plus the [Am] beauty of [C] it, it [G] doesn't do [Am] anything.
[C] Doesn't do [G] anything.
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[F] Doesn't do anything.
Doesn't do [C] anything. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
[C] _ [Am] _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ [N] _