For Whom The Belly Tolls (CHORDS) by Los Campesinos!
[INTRO]~
F Am G C
F Am G C
F Am G C
F Am G C
[Verse 1]~
F Am G C
May I have a moment please,..!! before the guillotine,..!! to lament on her wet hair
F Am G C
Tousled over her left shoulder wearing a Corfu t-shirt she took as her nightwear
F Am G C
I could slip on my own salt sobs seeking the cold embrace of the fridge freezer aisle
F Am G C
Catwalk into the dog pound,..!! now with my flesh wounds dressed to spring-summer style
[Chorus]~
F Am
For whom the belly tolls
G C
For who the tap drips dry and the bath water runs cold
F Am
For whom the belly tolls
G C
For who all time ticks by until one joke becomes old
[Verse 2]~
F Am G C
There is beauty in the world,..!! I've been told by people I've nothing but trust in
F Am G C
Piled up with the cotton buds,..!! among the toothpicks,..!! inside the dark of the dustbin
F Am G C
Waited outside of "Jersey Boys" for what seemed like a year,..!! a life lived in the vestibule
F Am G C
Scout yourself as a one-man team,..!! you're a one club man denied a testimonial
[Bridge]~
Dm C
(No knot in the waistband)
C
Persuade me to give up and leave quietly
Dm C
(No reason to grandstand)
C
File me alongside the obscene
Dm
It's 720 Monday morning
C
I look to the man with no suit for a warning
Dm
If open to reason/collusion
C
May the way that I go be regrettable,..!! gruesome
G F Am G C
In exchange for one thing "I beg do not take me today"
C F Am G C
Babbling "please let me stay"
[Chorus]~
F Am
For whom the belly tolls
G C
For who the tap drips dry and the bath water runs cold
F Am
For whom the belly tolls
G C
For who all time ticks by until one joke becomes old
F Am
For whom the belly tolls
G C
For who the tap drips dry and the bath water runs cold
F Am
For whom the belly tolls
G C
For whom the belly tolls
F Am G C
F Am G C
F Am G C
F Am G C
[Verse 1]~
F Am G C
May I have a moment please,..!! before the guillotine,..!! to lament on her wet hair
F Am G C
Tousled over her left shoulder wearing a Corfu t-shirt she took as her nightwear
F Am G C
I could slip on my own salt sobs seeking the cold embrace of the fridge freezer aisle
F Am G C
Catwalk into the dog pound,..!! now with my flesh wounds dressed to spring-summer style
[Chorus]~
F Am
For whom the belly tolls
G C
For who the tap drips dry and the bath water runs cold
F Am
For whom the belly tolls
G C
For who all time ticks by until one joke becomes old
[Verse 2]~
F Am G C
There is beauty in the world,..!! I've been told by people I've nothing but trust in
F Am G C
Piled up with the cotton buds,..!! among the toothpicks,..!! inside the dark of the dustbin
F Am G C
Waited outside of "Jersey Boys" for what seemed like a year,..!! a life lived in the vestibule
F Am G C
Scout yourself as a one-man team,..!! you're a one club man denied a testimonial
[Bridge]~
Dm C
(No knot in the waistband)
C
Persuade me to give up and leave quietly
Dm C
(No reason to grandstand)
C
File me alongside the obscene
Dm
It's 720 Monday morning
C
I look to the man with no suit for a warning
Dm
If open to reason/collusion
C
May the way that I go be regrettable,..!! gruesome
G F Am G C
In exchange for one thing "I beg do not take me today"
C F Am G C
Babbling "please let me stay"
[Chorus]~
F Am
For whom the belly tolls
G C
For who the tap drips dry and the bath water runs cold
F Am
For whom the belly tolls
G C
For who all time ticks by until one joke becomes old
F Am
For whom the belly tolls
G C
For who the tap drips dry and the bath water runs cold
F Am
For whom the belly tolls
G C
For whom the belly tolls
