Tonart: G major•
Intro 1
G
C
G
Verse 1
G
They call me Able -Fake
and I am fired up for the gods
I have radars on the engines
as they move up through the walls
C
G
How about now?
They go creeping in red
and blue and silver
Small from a distance,
up close they look much bigger
Bb
I saw the lonely piper,
C
he was marching up the hill
Bb
A petrol tank's at microwave,
D
Drawing down the microphone
to interrupt the game
C
I'm pointing all directions,
Painting tiger teeth on rusty iron
Trying to keep the score
I'll be Abel Baker
Just like it was before
We scared you bastards shitless
We went from house to house
With a drum rolling on the bathtub
We threw the baby out
Bb
Now I hear voices telling me
C
that I should do my duty
Bb
Every day I pass through you
C
till my head is spinning
D
I hide away another day
down in the deep and winding
C
And anyone who hears this song
Bb
G
D
may gladly come and find me
C
G
D
G
D
Bb
I look for something beautiful,
C
I look for something pure
Bb
I wallow in the carcasses,
D
Screaming down the microphones
to interrupt the game
C
Bb
I'm pointing all directions but from where
This trouble came
This trouble came
This trouble came
You
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