Tonart: F minor
Verse 1
F#m
D
F#m
What happens
when people die?
They get buried in mist.
D
The other part has led to a whole
lot of destructive shit.
F#m
Involving rights and wrongs,
dinosaurs and race.
D
Who's allowed in this space?
Apples and magic snakes.
F#m
I wonder where Jackie is.
D
I wonder could she return
to Memphis
F#m
And hard little kids, will she be with me?
Acting as my magic luck,
D
the ghosts of Rita and Kelly
E
F#m
Maybe in Jackie and Helpman,
Shirley and I's relationship
We can be happy again,
I'll forgive her for belittling me
D
And sleeping with other men,
D#dim
she can forgive me
E
For being a sissy and generally weak
F#m
Sacrifices for Mount Jackie,
I won't eat for weeks
I won't sleep either,
D#dim
I'll do what it takes, I'm a believer
F#m
and Jackie and Cheryl
I love you, girl
D
Umar can tend our spaces,
place a new deli for us
Bm
Bring us warm towels
D#m
Give Cheryl back rubs
and polish our dessert spoons
D#dim
F#m
Shangri -La, stories of the artois
build Kelly a little lab bench
Bm
Where she could work,
E
Umar can sew us matching shirts
B
D#m
E
Make picnic baskets for quaint concerts
F#m
Him, our little special phantom limb
his own little chest of chores
E
a kilometer down the road
D#dim
D#m
He'll know his place and
follow strict codes
F#m
Like sweeping and dancing
and lighting us fires
D
Changing small wagon tires,
fulfilling our desires
Bm
E
Like no, we've had enough, you can go
B
D#m
Wait, bring us another
bottle of Bordeaux
F#m
Dangs, doing dishes in eel banks
Packing luggage,
making little Jackie puppets
My family, baking us candies,
keeping our quarters clean
Oh, Jackie, Jackie,
would you please have, uh, Margo,
go get me, um, some milk,
Bm
F#m
um, rest, and,
D
and tell, tell, tell Rita, what?
Rita, Kelly, fuckin' dead, man.
What the fuck? Fuck the fuck up. Dude.
Dude, look, okay, check this,
F#m
D
I just found these crayfish tails,
just over there, it's about six, they look edible,
I'm gonna have some.
F#m
You're more than welcome to have
some if you like.
But you gotta snap out of this
fuckin' shit right now.
E
D#m
D
Come on, man, let's go.
E
Here comes someone right here, man.
D
See, and you said nobody was
going to pick us up. dude.
Yo, you guys need a ride?
Yeah.
Where you going? Miami.
Oh, we're going to Fort Lauderdale for
spring break.
Get in, man.
Okay. It's your lucky day.
Hey, you guys are going to Fort Lauderdale,
huh? Yeah.
That's a really cool place, man,
D#m
but thanks so much for the ride,
man.
Hey, no problem, just kick back.
D
So you guys need to go all
the way to Miami?
Yeah, Miami.
Yeah, like Fort Lauderdale's right there.
Well, it's not really.
Oh, no, this is, uh, we're just a little dirty.
Oh, okay, well...
Here, take these towels.
This is his dad's van, so here.
just sit on these.
Aw, shit, man.
Hey, uh, cut this shit up, man.
Yeah, that's...
Who's that?
D
Uh, I don't get any of that.
Whatever it is, only upholstery.
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