Los Campesinos

What Death Leaves Behind(Chords)

Los Campesinos

Key: Eb

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Intro Eb Gm F (4x)

Verse 

Bb        F             Gm          Eb 
I was the first match struck at the first cremation, 
Bb         F         Gm                 Eb 
you are my shallow grave, I'll tend you as a sexton 
Bb            F       Gm               Eb 
If you're the casket door that's being slammed upon me,  
Bb        F             Gm             Eb 
I'll be a plague cross painted on your naked body 


Bb 
Well summer sighed and summoned up hail. 
F                          Gm 
Dirty dish rack drips the holy grail 
(Gm) 
May be heartslob but I want 'em to know, 
Eb                            Bb 
cut and shut us like a portmanteau 
(Bb)                      F 
We sit around jus' spitballin', 
(F)                             Gm 
all the witches cackle round my cauldron 
(Gm)                             Eb 
Recognise the lies from my poker tongue 
(Eb)  Gm 
is it true...? 

F Eb They say you and me (Eb) are tautology Gm F What grows from the seeds, Eb can you quite believe? Gm F through cracks come the weeds, Eb Long time listener, Gm F first time caller, Eb no need to remind me Gm F What death leaves behind me
Bb Verse Bb F Gm Eb Why must I lie awake, from dust until the morning, Bb F Gm Eb through fear of bein' impaled upon errant mattress string? Bb F Gm Eb Within a waking dream I finally made my heel turn, Bb F Gm Eb lived life as Super 8 when you were promised Hilton Bb Propose me as a pardon for sins, F Gm led on barbecue I'm burnt offerings (Gm) Eb I proof-read the Book of Job for the Lord: (Eb) Bb edit one, League Cup 2004 (Bb) F We, delicate as a filigree, (F) Gm cleared a place for us in the chicory (Gm) Eb Colosseum blood will dry in the sun (Eb) Gm is it true...?
F Eb They say you and me (Eb) are tautology Gm F What grows from the seeds, Eb can you quite believe? Gm F through cracks come the weeds, Eb Long time listener, Gm F first time caller, Eb no need to remind me Gm F What death leaves behind me
Bb Bb F Gm Eb We tread it carefully, we feel around in kid-gloves Bb F Gm Eb What death will leave behind, death will leave behind love Bb F Gm Eb We will flower again, I have surely seen it Bb F Gm WE WILL FLOWER AGAIN
F Eb They say you and me (Eb) are tautology Gm F What grows from the seeds, Eb can you quite believe? Gm F through cracks come the weeds, Eb Long time listener, Gm F first time caller, Eb no need to remind me Gm F What death leaves behind me
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