Route 18
Field Report
- A
- Bsus2
- C#sus24
- E
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Tab: Verbal Kint E|-------------------------------- E|| Tuning: Half-Step Down E|-------------------------------- E||A (0|0|2|2|2|0)E (0|2|2|1|0|0)Bsus2 (2|2|4|4|2|2)C#sus2 (4|4|6|6|4|4)E|-------------------------------- E||To get it closer to the original, you have to play with the "A" a bit, work with a hammer on and pull off on the fifth string, changing from 2 to 0 and other way around - even beginners will have sorted it out easily while listening to the song. Same goes for the "E" which follows, bit more complicated though. I use to play the full E first, then hit the empy (0) fourth string two times followed by (4) on the third string (with the little finger) and then from there a pull off back the the E which you're still holding.E|-------------------------------- E||Intro A E (x2)A Elizabeth said last night the lakeE roared like the oceanBsus2 I was landlocked under theC#sus2 orange-white solstice moon.A Imagine: imagining a place justE meant to conjure up another.Bsus2 Three degrees of hometownC#sus2 disconnect in my unborn daughter’s room.Continúa después del anuncioA Take the 18 bus past the place myE grandfather grew upBsus2 before he got out and met a prettyC#sus2 Swede at the Bible college choirA and left his sister wearing saddleE shoes in the care of the countyBsus2 with her forehead covered inC#sus2 electrode glue, as to not disturb[A E (2x)] the wires.A Mistakes were made. Grind it out: IE can see the edgesBsus2 the parts where the ends startC#sus2 hemorrhaging time and leaking love.A Playing wounded so well, we fellE like warm breath cooled.Bsus2 Like a class ring on a chain theC#sus2 plastic jewel fell out of.A Got your ghost ghouling all overE MilwaukeeA haunting the homes and factories ofE captains of dead industriesBsus2 I’ve seen no place with theC#sus2 capacity to hoard shame like us Bsus2 C#sus2 [A E (x4)] in the warehouses possessed and left unsold by the city.A I was 20 in September in theE Windexed dirty book storeA and the cathode-green skinscreensBsus2 interrupted by the newsA and those fuckers stole my story -(A) my american narrativeBsus2 my connection and my star-spangledC#sus2 nudes.A Jimmer drew a minty Kool and aE nine volt batteryA and a pubic pile of grey steel woolE from his jacket on the balconyBsus2 He said we fucked up but won’t admit itBsus2 He said we fucked up but won’t admit itBsus2 He said we fucked up but won’t admit it