Chords for Paul Weller & Steve Cradock - The Butterfly Collector
Tempo:
114.25 bpm
Chords used:
A
G
Bm
Em
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E] So
[Em]
you finally got what you [Bm] wanted, [A] you achieved [Bm] your aim by making the walking [Em] limb.
And when you just can't get any [Bm] higher, you use your senses [A] to suss [B] out this [Em] means climber.
And the small fame that you [Bm] acquired has brought you into core status, [A] but to me [Bm] you're still [E] a collector.
[Em] [G]
Sparse and [C] hoarse, but [G] you're much more, you're a different [A] kind, [C] you are [G] their minds.
You just [A] don't care [C] that you've got [G] no pride, it's just [A] that face [C] on your [G] pillowcase that [F] frizz you.
[Em]
And you started looking [Bm] much older, [A] your fashion [Bm] sense [Am] is [Bm] secondary, lacking [E] [Em] perfume.
But to you in your own [Bm] little dream world, [A] you're still no [B] queen of the [Bm] butterfly [E] collectors.
[Em] [G] If you [A] carry on, with this all [G] you know, you can't light [A] a fire, you [C] can't cook a [G] soup.
You can find a tune [Em] in, by [G] feeling your hip, but you surely [A] must know that [C] the groove between [G] your legs has [F] worn off.
[Em]
And I don't care about [Bm] morals, cause [Am] this world's [Bm]
insane, [A] and we're all to [Bm] blame [Em] anyway.
And I don't [Bm] feel any sorrow, [Am] towards the king [B] and queens [A] of the [Bm] butterfly [Em]
collectors.
[G]
Sparse [A] and hoarse, [C] but you're [G] much more, you're a different [A] kind, [C] you are [G] their minds.
You just [A] don't care [Em] that you've got no pride, it's just [A] that face on your [G] pillowcase that [F] frizz you.
[D]
[G] If you carry [A] on, [C] with this all [G] you know, you can't light [A] a fire, [C] you can't cook a soup.
You can find a tune [A] in, [C] by feeling [G] your hip, but you surely must know [C] that the groove between [G] your legs [F] has worn off.
[Em]
And I don't feel any [Bm] sorrow, towards [A] the kings and [Bm] queens [Am] of the [Bm] butterfly
[Em] collectors.
[E] [Eb]
[E]
[F] [G]
[Eb]
[Gbm] [E]
[Em]
you finally got what you [Bm] wanted, [A] you achieved [Bm] your aim by making the walking [Em] limb.
And when you just can't get any [Bm] higher, you use your senses [A] to suss [B] out this [Em] means climber.
And the small fame that you [Bm] acquired has brought you into core status, [A] but to me [Bm] you're still [E] a collector.
[Em] [G]
Sparse and [C] hoarse, but [G] you're much more, you're a different [A] kind, [C] you are [G] their minds.
You just [A] don't care [C] that you've got [G] no pride, it's just [A] that face [C] on your [G] pillowcase that [F] frizz you.
[Em]
And you started looking [Bm] much older, [A] your fashion [Bm] sense [Am] is [Bm] secondary, lacking [E] [Em] perfume.
But to you in your own [Bm] little dream world, [A] you're still no [B] queen of the [Bm] butterfly [E] collectors.
[Em] [G] If you [A] carry on, with this all [G] you know, you can't light [A] a fire, you [C] can't cook a [G] soup.
You can find a tune [Em] in, by [G] feeling your hip, but you surely [A] must know that [C] the groove between [G] your legs has [F] worn off.
[Em]
And I don't care about [Bm] morals, cause [Am] this world's [Bm]
insane, [A] and we're all to [Bm] blame [Em] anyway.
And I don't [Bm] feel any sorrow, [Am] towards the king [B] and queens [A] of the [Bm] butterfly [Em]
collectors.
[G]
Sparse [A] and hoarse, [C] but you're [G] much more, you're a different [A] kind, [C] you are [G] their minds.
You just [A] don't care [Em] that you've got no pride, it's just [A] that face on your [G] pillowcase that [F] frizz you.
[D]
[G] If you carry [A] on, [C] with this all [G] you know, you can't light [A] a fire, [C] you can't cook a soup.
You can find a tune [A] in, [C] by feeling [G] your hip, but you surely must know [C] that the groove between [G] your legs [F] has worn off.
[Em]
And I don't feel any [Bm] sorrow, towards [A] the kings and [Bm] queens [Am] of the [Bm] butterfly
[Em] collectors.
[E] [Eb]
[E]
[F] [G]
[Eb]
[Gbm] [E]
Key:
A
G
Bm
Em
C
A
G
Bm
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] So _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ you finally got what you [Bm] wanted, _ [A] you achieved [Bm] your aim by making the walking [Em] limb. _ _
_ _ _ And when you just can't get any [Bm] higher, _ you use your senses [A] to suss [B] out this [Em] means climber.
_ _ _ _ And the small fame that you [Bm] acquired has brought you into core status, [A] but to me [Bm] you're still [E] a collector.
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G]
Sparse and [C] hoarse, but [G] you're much more, you're a different [A] kind, [C] you are [G] their minds.
You just [A] don't care [C] that you've got [G] no pride, it's just [A] that face [C] on your [G] pillowcase that [F] frizz you.
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ And you started looking [Bm] much older, _ [A] your fashion [Bm] sense [Am] is [Bm] secondary, lacking [E] [Em] perfume. _
_ _ _ _ But to you in your own [Bm] little dream world, _ [A] you're still no [B] queen of the [Bm] butterfly _ [E] collectors.
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ [G] If you [A] carry on, with this all [G] you know, you can't light [A] a fire, you [C] can't cook a [G] soup.
You can find a tune [Em] in, by [G] feeling your hip, but you surely [A] must know that [C] the groove between [G] your legs has [F] worn off.
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ And I don't care about [Bm] morals, cause [Am] this world's [Bm]
insane, [A] and we're all to [Bm] blame [Em] anyway. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ And I don't [Bm] feel any sorrow, _ [Am] towards the king [B] and queens [A] of the [Bm] butterfly _ [Em]
collectors.
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _
Sparse [A] and hoarse, [C] but you're [G] much more, you're a different [A] kind, [C] you are [G] their minds.
You just [A] don't care [Em] that you've got no pride, it's just [A] that face on your [G] pillowcase that [F] frizz you.
_ _ [D] _ _ _
[G] If you carry [A] on, [C] with this all [G] you know, you can't light [A] a fire, [C] you can't cook a soup.
You can find a tune [A] in, [C] by feeling [G] your hip, but you surely must know [C] that the groove between [G] your legs [F] has worn off.
_ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ And I don't feel any [Bm] sorrow, _ towards [A] the kings and [Bm] queens [Am] of the [Bm] butterfly _ _
[Em] collectors. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gbm] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] So _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ you finally got what you [Bm] wanted, _ [A] you achieved [Bm] your aim by making the walking [Em] limb. _ _
_ _ _ And when you just can't get any [Bm] higher, _ you use your senses [A] to suss [B] out this [Em] means climber.
_ _ _ _ And the small fame that you [Bm] acquired has brought you into core status, [A] but to me [Bm] you're still [E] a collector.
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G]
Sparse and [C] hoarse, but [G] you're much more, you're a different [A] kind, [C] you are [G] their minds.
You just [A] don't care [C] that you've got [G] no pride, it's just [A] that face [C] on your [G] pillowcase that [F] frizz you.
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ And you started looking [Bm] much older, _ [A] your fashion [Bm] sense [Am] is [Bm] secondary, lacking [E] [Em] perfume. _
_ _ _ _ But to you in your own [Bm] little dream world, _ [A] you're still no [B] queen of the [Bm] butterfly _ [E] collectors.
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ [G] If you [A] carry on, with this all [G] you know, you can't light [A] a fire, you [C] can't cook a [G] soup.
You can find a tune [Em] in, by [G] feeling your hip, but you surely [A] must know that [C] the groove between [G] your legs has [F] worn off.
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ And I don't care about [Bm] morals, cause [Am] this world's [Bm]
insane, [A] and we're all to [Bm] blame [Em] anyway. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ And I don't [Bm] feel any sorrow, _ [Am] towards the king [B] and queens [A] of the [Bm] butterfly _ [Em]
collectors.
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _
Sparse [A] and hoarse, [C] but you're [G] much more, you're a different [A] kind, [C] you are [G] their minds.
You just [A] don't care [Em] that you've got no pride, it's just [A] that face on your [G] pillowcase that [F] frizz you.
_ _ [D] _ _ _
[G] If you carry [A] on, [C] with this all [G] you know, you can't light [A] a fire, [C] you can't cook a soup.
You can find a tune [A] in, [C] by feeling [G] your hip, but you surely must know [C] that the groove between [G] your legs [F] has worn off.
_ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ And I don't feel any [Bm] sorrow, _ towards [A] the kings and [Bm] queens [Am] of the [Bm] butterfly _ _
[Em] collectors. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gbm] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _