Strangers(Cavaco chords)

	        
Verse 1:

A        G 
If I can fit my dreams 
A                       G 
You say the same things over and over 
G          F 
Into an AB AB rhyme scheme 
G                       E7 
You say the same things over and over 

A                G 
Love is a way of passing on our genes 
A                          G 
Love is because we want to further our genes 
G                          F 
God is a scientist, he's just found out about us 
     G                           E7 
He's published a study but he don't know much about us 



A            G       Gm7/F#       Em 
When I die I won't become a ghost 
             F#m 
Because I'll have nowhere to haunt 
A                  G       Gm7/F#      Em 
Fuck this town and fuck my dirty hands 
                             F#m                      
When you're strange if they like 
                          A 
You then they gotta be stranger 
                     A 
But they're just strangers 

Verse 2:

A                     G 
Society wants me to fuck, well fuck 'em 
A                 G 
  Car Seat is a genetic stop sign 
G             F 
I sleep lying next to a mirror 
G             E7 
Car Seat is a menace to the public 

A                G 
Love is a way of advancing our species 
A                          G 
Love is because we want to keep up our species 
G                       F 
God is a director, he's just found out about us 
     G                             E7 
He's talked to our agents but he don't know much about us 



A            G       Gm7/F#         Em 
When I die I won't become a ghost 
             F#m 
Because I'll have nowhere to haunt 
A                  G       Gm7/F#      Em 
Fuck this town and fuck my dirty hands 
                             F#m                       A 
When you're strange then the critics gotta be stranger 
                    A 
But they're just strangers 

Final 

D                          A 
Car Seat's nervous and the lights are bright 
F#m                        E4               E 
When I was a kid I fell in love with Michael Stipe 
       D                                  A 
I took lyrics out of context and thought 
                            E4     E 
'He must be speaking to me' 

D                     A 
I won't last too much longer 
    F#m                 E                     D 
I'm already starting to run out of places for faces in my head 
         F#m                      E4    E 
They're all starting to look the same 

D                     A 
I won't last too much longer 
    F#m                 E                     D 
I'm already starting to run out of places for faces in my head 
         F#m                      E4     E 
They're all starting to look the same