Carbrain

  A                          C#m  
A stream from your mouth of filth,
                 Bm
 gave me dog's abuse
    A               C#m           
And I, I was so indifferent, I was
       Bm
 set apart
A                     C#m        
And I, I was so ungrateful, had 
             Bm                 
to change my voice just to get a 
 E
part
A                 C#m       
Once you had the taste of cold 
        Bm                      
lemonade, in those days you were 
     E
made

[Chorus]
D                      C#m
I, I used to climb that tree
D                        E       
You, you got the better of me 
        A
with your Carbrain

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[Instrumental]
A C#m (x2)

[Verse 2]
A                       C#m      
Fell from a stool in a pub where 
                  Bm
they played punk rock
    A                        
The floor in the punk rock club 
C#m                      Bm
always flattens your hair
    A                       C#m   
The floor in the friendly club, 
              Bm                
like revolving doors, fake cheap 
         E
flashing lights
A                      C#m       
And a new wave track spins in 
        Bm                        
your sore head, that's the best of 
E
things

[Chorus]
D                      C#m
I, I used to climb that tree
D                        E       
You, you got the better of me 
        A
with your Carbrain

[Otro]
A C#m (x5)
A