Soul Singer in a Session Band Chords by Bright Eyes
Tempo:
155.85 bpm
Chords used:
C#
G#
F#
A#m
D#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#]
[G#]
[C#]
[F#]
[G#] [F#]
[C#]
See the soul singer in the session band Shredded to ribbons beneath a microphone [G#] stand
Felt [C#] the quickness of pity like a flash in a pan
[F#] For the [G#] soul singer [F#] in the session [C#] band A
[G#] [C#] red carpet bagger makes a blackberry call
To [F#] the plastic piranhas [A#m] in the city [G#] assault [C#] Wasted, weak-paced campaign posts, no bills
on the wall [D#m] You mean [F#] nothing to no one, [G#] but that's [C#] nobody's fault
See the soul singer in the session band Shredded to ribbons beneath a microphone [G#]
stand
Felt the [C#] quickness of pity like a flash in a pan
For [F#] the soul [G#] singer [F#] in the session [C#] band
I
[F#] [C#] had a lengthy discussion about the power of myth
[F#] With a postmodern author [A#m] who didn't [G#] exist [C#] In this fictitious world, our reality twists
[G#] I [F#] was a hopeless romantic, [G#] now I'm just turning [C#] tricks
Just like that soul singer in the session band
Shredded, confetti beneath a microphone [G#] stand Saw [C#] the conflict of interest, slipping cash
in the hand [F#] Of the soul [G#] singer [F#] in the [C#] session band
Now his room is on fire since he painted it red
[F#] There's a stranger's silk [A#m] sequins at the foot of [G#] the bed
[C#] Spent to weddings and funerals, but he's still [A#m] never wet
[F#] Now sorrow is pleasure [G#] when you [C#] want it instead
Just like that soul singer in the session band
We're like an infant, a proper white [G#] baby grand
We'll [C#] need every sandbag and every man [F#] To save the soul [G#] singer [F#] in the [C#] session band
[G#] Headlights [C#]
[F#] [G#]
[D#m] [C#]
or taillights, it's a flip of a coin
[F#] I've been coming and going [A#m] since the day I [G#] was born
And [C#] I followed the breadcrumbs, but I never got home
I [F#] grew old in an instant, [G#] now I'm all on [C#] my own
See the soul singer in the session band Shredded to nothing beneath a [G#] microphone stand
Saw [C#] the wave of the future through the crack in the dam
Now drown [F#] the soul [G#] singer [F#] in the session [C#] band
[G#] Bless [F#] the soul [G#] singer [F#] in the [F] session [C#] band
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[G#]
[C#]
[F#]
[G#] [F#]
[C#]
See the soul singer in the session band Shredded to ribbons beneath a microphone [G#] stand
Felt [C#] the quickness of pity like a flash in a pan
[F#] For the [G#] soul singer [F#] in the session [C#] band A
[G#] [C#] red carpet bagger makes a blackberry call
To [F#] the plastic piranhas [A#m] in the city [G#] assault [C#] Wasted, weak-paced campaign posts, no bills
on the wall [D#m] You mean [F#] nothing to no one, [G#] but that's [C#] nobody's fault
See the soul singer in the session band Shredded to ribbons beneath a microphone [G#]
stand
Felt the [C#] quickness of pity like a flash in a pan
For [F#] the soul [G#] singer [F#] in the session [C#] band
I
[F#] [C#] had a lengthy discussion about the power of myth
[F#] With a postmodern author [A#m] who didn't [G#] exist [C#] In this fictitious world, our reality twists
[G#] I [F#] was a hopeless romantic, [G#] now I'm just turning [C#] tricks
Just like that soul singer in the session band
Shredded, confetti beneath a microphone [G#] stand Saw [C#] the conflict of interest, slipping cash
in the hand [F#] Of the soul [G#] singer [F#] in the [C#] session band
Now his room is on fire since he painted it red
[F#] There's a stranger's silk [A#m] sequins at the foot of [G#] the bed
[C#] Spent to weddings and funerals, but he's still [A#m] never wet
[F#] Now sorrow is pleasure [G#] when you [C#] want it instead
Just like that soul singer in the session band
We're like an infant, a proper white [G#] baby grand
We'll [C#] need every sandbag and every man [F#] To save the soul [G#] singer [F#] in the [C#] session band
[G#] Headlights [C#]
[F#] [G#]
[D#m] [C#]
or taillights, it's a flip of a coin
[F#] I've been coming and going [A#m] since the day I [G#] was born
And [C#] I followed the breadcrumbs, but I never got home
I [F#] grew old in an instant, [G#] now I'm all on [C#] my own
See the soul singer in the session band Shredded to nothing beneath a [G#] microphone stand
Saw [C#] the wave of the future through the crack in the dam
Now drown [F#] the soul [G#] singer [F#] in the session [C#] band
[G#] Bless [F#] the soul [G#] singer [F#] in the [F] session [C#] band
[N]
Key:
C#
G#
F#
A#m
D#m
C#
G#
F#
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_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[G#] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ See the _ soul singer in the session _ band _ Shredded to ribbons beneath a microphone [G#] stand
Felt [C#] the quickness of pity like a flash in a pan
[F#] For the [G#] soul singer [F#] in the session [C#] band _ A _ _ _
[G#] _ _ _ _ [C#] red carpet bagger makes a blackberry call
To [F#] the plastic _ piranhas [A#m] in the city _ [G#] assault [C#] Wasted, weak-paced campaign posts, no bills
on the wall [D#m] You mean [F#] nothing to no one, [G#] but that's _ [C#] nobody's fault _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
See the soul _ singer in the session _ band _ Shredded to ribbons beneath a microphone [G#] _
stand
Felt the [C#] _ quickness of pity like a flash in a pan
For [F#] the soul [G#] singer [F#] in the session [C#] band
I _ _
_ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ had a lengthy _ discussion about the power of myth
[F#] With a postmodern author [A#m] who didn't [G#] exist [C#] In this fictitious _ world, our reality twists
[G#] I [F#] was a hopeless _ romantic, [G#] now I'm just turning [C#] tricks _
_ _ _ _ _ _
Just like that soul singer in the _ session band _ _
Shredded, confetti beneath a microphone [G#] stand Saw [C#] the conflict of interest, slipping cash
in the hand [F#] Of the soul [G#] _ singer [F#] in the [C#] session band _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Now his room is on fire since he painted it red
[F#] There's a _ stranger's silk _ [A#m] sequins at the foot of [G#] the bed
[C#] Spent to weddings and funerals, but he's still [A#m] never wet
[F#] Now sorrow is pleasure [G#] when you [C#] want it instead _
_ _ _ _ _ _
Just like that soul singer in the _ session band
_ We're like an infant, a proper white [G#] baby grand
We'll [C#] need every _ _ sandbag and every _ man [F#] To save the soul [G#] _ singer [F#] in the [C#] session band _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G#] _ Headlights [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _
[D#m] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
or taillights, it's a flip of a coin
[F#] I've been coming and going [A#m] since the day I [G#] was born
And [C#] I followed the breadcrumbs, but I never got home
I [F#] grew old in an instant, [G#] now I'm all on [C#] my _ _ own
_ _ _ _ See the soul singer in the session _ band _ Shredded to nothing beneath a [G#] microphone stand
Saw [C#] the wave of the future through the crack in the dam
Now drown [F#] the soul [G#] singer [F#] in the session [C#] band
[G#] Bless [F#] the soul [G#] singer [F#] in the [F] session [C#] _ band
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G#] _ _
_ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[G#] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ See the _ soul singer in the session _ band _ Shredded to ribbons beneath a microphone [G#] stand
Felt [C#] the quickness of pity like a flash in a pan
[F#] For the [G#] soul singer [F#] in the session [C#] band _ A _ _ _
[G#] _ _ _ _ [C#] red carpet bagger makes a blackberry call
To [F#] the plastic _ piranhas [A#m] in the city _ [G#] assault [C#] Wasted, weak-paced campaign posts, no bills
on the wall [D#m] You mean [F#] nothing to no one, [G#] but that's _ [C#] nobody's fault _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
See the soul _ singer in the session _ band _ Shredded to ribbons beneath a microphone [G#] _
stand
Felt the [C#] _ quickness of pity like a flash in a pan
For [F#] the soul [G#] singer [F#] in the session [C#] band
I _ _
_ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ had a lengthy _ discussion about the power of myth
[F#] With a postmodern author [A#m] who didn't [G#] exist [C#] In this fictitious _ world, our reality twists
[G#] I [F#] was a hopeless _ romantic, [G#] now I'm just turning [C#] tricks _
_ _ _ _ _ _
Just like that soul singer in the _ session band _ _
Shredded, confetti beneath a microphone [G#] stand Saw [C#] the conflict of interest, slipping cash
in the hand [F#] Of the soul [G#] _ singer [F#] in the [C#] session band _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Now his room is on fire since he painted it red
[F#] There's a _ stranger's silk _ [A#m] sequins at the foot of [G#] the bed
[C#] Spent to weddings and funerals, but he's still [A#m] never wet
[F#] Now sorrow is pleasure [G#] when you [C#] want it instead _
_ _ _ _ _ _
Just like that soul singer in the _ session band
_ We're like an infant, a proper white [G#] baby grand
We'll [C#] need every _ _ sandbag and every _ man [F#] To save the soul [G#] _ singer [F#] in the [C#] session band _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G#] _ Headlights [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _
[D#m] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
or taillights, it's a flip of a coin
[F#] I've been coming and going [A#m] since the day I [G#] was born
And [C#] I followed the breadcrumbs, but I never got home
I [F#] grew old in an instant, [G#] now I'm all on [C#] my _ _ own
_ _ _ _ See the soul singer in the session _ band _ Shredded to nothing beneath a [G#] microphone stand
Saw [C#] the wave of the future through the crack in the dam
Now drown [F#] the soul [G#] singer [F#] in the session [C#] band
[G#] Bless [F#] the soul [G#] singer [F#] in the [F] session [C#] _ band
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _