C G C C7 Sometimes the windows combine with the seams, in a wayDb D# Asus4 That twitches on, the peak at the place where the spirit was slain hey! Dm Aaug F Am One foot, leads to another, nights for sleep blue curtains, coversD# Dm Sequins in the eyes, that's a fine time to dineDb F Divine who's circling, feeding the cards to the midwivesC F C F C F Who love those alien days, I love those alien days, Mmm the alien daysF C F F7 Must have skipped the ship, and joined the team, for a rideDb D# Asus4 A couple hours to learn the controls, and commandeer both my eyes hey! Dm Aaug F Am Be quick dear, times are uncertain, one month crawling, next year blurringD# Dm Decades in the drain, monograms on the brainDb F Decide whats working, and what's moved on to the last phase:C F C F C F The floodgate alien days, I love those alien days, Mmm the alien daysDb D# A#maj7 When the peels are down, it feels like traveling, in styleDb D# A#maj7 You don't need wings to hover, forty ton stone for a mileD#m D# Db And in the summer, virgin visions, mindless humming, numbers can't decideD# Dm If the day's suppose to smileF C F CA|---------------------------------0-5-4-5-7---0-8-5-7-4-0---------| E|-5-4-5-1-3-----4-3-4-1-3-----1-0-------------------------3-1-0---| C|-----------2-------------1---------------------------------------| G|-----------------------------------------------------------------| A|-------0---0-5---0-8-5-0----------------| E|-1-0-1---3---------------1-4-3-4-1-3----| C|-------------------------------------1--| G|----------------------------------------|F C F F7 Today find infinite ways is could be, plenty worseDb D# It's a blessing but it's also a curseD#Db D# A#maj7 Those days taught me everything I knowDb D# A#maj7 How to catch a feeling, and when to let it goD#m D# How all the scheming, soulless creatures, can't find dreamersDb D# Dm Honey in the hive, if it's right beneath the noseDb D# A#maj7 When the light is new, the sky shows trembling, cartoonsDb D# A#maj7 You don't need smoke to cover, most of the world in a gloomD#m But here comes racer, number 7D# Db Watch my fingers, rip-ping out the linesD# Dm Db If it looks like we could loseD# Dm Db If it looks like we could loseD# Dm Db If it looks like we could loseD# Dm If it looks like we could lose
Alien Days
MGMT
- A#maj7
- Asus4
- C
- C7
- D#3
- D#m
- Db4
- Dm
- F
- F7
- G
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