Chord Death Of A Martian by Red Hot Chili Peppers

death of a martian chords by red hot chili peppers tabbed by thehisham this is an alternate easier version of playing death of a martian . transposed from key of Cm . capo : 3rd fret verse : Am bear paws and rascal power G watching us in your garage Am big girl you ate the neighbor C G the nova is over Am Am7 wake up and play G balleradio Am make room for clara’s bare feet C G the lover a martian pre chorus : E E7 tick tock and waiting for the meteor E this clock is opening another door chorus : Am lots of love just keep it comin’ G making something out of nothin’ F E these are the best that i Am i don’t know how to say G losin’ what i love today F E these are the best that i Am lots of love just keep it comin’ G making something out of nothin’ F E these are the best that i Am i don’t know what to say G look at what i lost today F E and these are the things that i second verse : Am blood flowers in the kitchen G signing off and winding down Am this martian ends her mission C G the nova is over Am Am7 she caught the ball G by the mission bell Am chase lizards bark at donkeys C G the lover a martian pre chorus : E let’s bow our heads and let the trumpets blow our girl is gone god bless her little soul chorus : Am lots of love just keep it comin’ G making something out of nothin’ F E these are the best that i Am i don’t know how to say G losin’ what i love today F E these are the best that i Am lots of love just keep it comin’ G making something out of nothin’ F E these are the best that i Am i don’t know what to say G look at what i lost today F E and these are the things that i bridge : repeat chords : Am , G , F , E she’s got a sword in case though this is not her lord in case the one who can’t afford to face her image is restored to grace . disappeared , no trace . musky tears . suitcase . the down turn brave little burncub bearcareless turnip snare rampages pitch color pages . . . down and out but not in vegas , disembarks and disengages . no loft . sweet pink canary cages plummet pop dewskin fortitude for the sniffing black noses that snort and allude to dangling trinkets that mimic the dirt cough go drink its . it’s for you . blue battered naval town slip kisses delivered by duck muscles and bottle - nosed grifters arrive in time to catch the late show . it’s a beehive barrel race . a shehive stare and chase wasted feature who tried and failed to reach her . embossed beneath a box in the closet that’s lost . the kind that you find when you mind your own mysteries . shiv sister to the quickness before it blisters into new morning milk blanket . your ilk is funny to the turnstyle touch bunny whose bouquet set a course for bloom without decay . get your broom and sweep the echoes of yesternights fallen freckles . . . away . . . it’s pretty basic , but let me know if you have any questions . cheers .