D Bm If you prick us, don't it stingG D if you kick us, won't it hurtG D G A I am wrapped in scraps of linen and pieces of people's old shirtsD Bm G D But way way underneath all these sticky bandsG D G A I hold all my dreams right here in my hands [Chorus]Bm D I will rise from the tombEm G Like an infant emerging from the womb [Instrumental]Continúa después del anuncioD Bm G DG D G A [Verse]D Bm G D I spent several thousand years down here all aloneG D G A No way to stem the lonely old ache in my bonesD Bm G D Say the spell three times, crank up the special effectsG D G A I'm gonna cast off all my bandages and see what happens next [Chorus]Bm D I will rise fully formedEm G Like an infant, freshly born [Bridge]G D C G I've been trapped too long underneath the groundG D G C In the hollow darkness, but ain't no grave gonna hold my body down [Chorus]Bm D I will push my hand up through the earthEm G A and I will rise like the cry of an infant at its birthD Bm G A [Instrumental]D Bm G DG D A D
The Mummys Hand
The Mountain Goats
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