Chord Engine by Slaughter Beach

Intro Em7 A Em7 A Em7 A D Verse D When they stole that van From in front of my house G There was a part of me tied to engine A Maybe I was the engine G Dragging those boys through the desert A Tumbleweeds in my hubcaps G Tambourine shoved in the driveshaft A Good chords locked in the glovebox D Pull it all downstairs In the red light bar On the carpeted Stage G The ceiling comes down to my ballcap A Outside the air weighs a hundred pounds G Bridesmaids pour out of the bar doors A Everything black but the concrete D You take the front seat I'll try to drive It's hard enough singing G When the hotel chokes on your memories A Maybe let's watch The Sopranos G Maybe let's order Chinese A The laundry machine isn't breathing Fill Em7 A Em7 A Em7 A D D I write about Julie In a little white chair There's nothing for music G There's styrofoam crushed in the garbage A Someone says let's get a move on G Aw man I'm just gettin my groove on A There's sleeping bags over their shoulders D I thought you were crying You said you through For good, nothing funny G It always goes that way this time A San Francisco in the nighttime G Pacing outside of the grocery store A Saying I can't do this D We went in the woods It was just me and you The river was dry G You pulled me down under the water A Funny what makes you feel cared for G Funny how well I remember A What a relief to be grateful G The blood leaks right out of my body A Right out of my body D At the family reunion Above ground pool There were uncles all over G Nieces on edges of buildings A Peering down into the party G Barbecue breath on their pink tongues A Lemonade stains on their tank tops G We went away to a coat room A Lay still there under a window G Called out the names of your brothers A The truth is I live to roll over Outro Em7