Chords for Pan and Broom

One, _ _ two, _ _ three.
_ [F] _ One, two, three.
[Cm] _
_ Out [G] of the blue, saw [D] you fall down the stairs.
It [Fm] was me pushing you [C] in a sentence.
Tell me [G] the truth.
Is [Dm] that blood on your hands or [F] just chocolate and fruit?
_ [Ab] _
That isn't what [Eb] I heard.
_ [Cm] _
This world went down [G] in flames and man-made [Ab]
caves.
An island [Eb] of lepers.
_ [Cm] _
There's no kind [G] of place to stay.
[C] _
_ Came [G] into view.
I [Dm] just fly through the light like [F] the dust in the room.
_ [C]
Reminisce.
Walk through [G] the zoo.
_ And [Dm] I sweep up my dreams with [F] the pen in a group.
_ [Ab] _
Now show [Eb] comes after.
_ _ [Cm] _
Life just went down [G] a drain of rainy [Ab]
days.
Way up in [Eb] the _ _ [Cm] rafters.
I float where [G] the organ fades.
_ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ [Bb] If _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Am] _
it's not all that [Dm] important, then why [Bb]
make a fuss [G] at _ all?
[C] _
[B] Just whistle [G] a tune _ while you [Dm]
dig in a grave on a hot afternoon.
[C] Happiness.
_ Left here too [G] soon.
_ With a [Dm] map and a bag on a [F] plane to Tulum.
_ [Ab] _
Best [Eb] medicine's laughter.
_ _ [Cm]
What a practical [G] joke we have to [Ab] play.
Let's wait for the [Eb] rapture.
_ _ [Cm]
Man, the phone makes me [G] talk in snakes.
_ [Am] _
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Am]
If it's not [Dm] all that important, then why [Bb] make a fuss [G] at all?
_ [C] _
_ _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ Michael, everything's under control.
[N] _