The Killing Season

Mark Lanegan Band

  • Bb
  • F
  • G
  • G/B
  • Gm
Tom:
Gm [Verse 1]
G/B Bb G Killing season it's beginning
G/B Bb G I feel your hands around my throat
G/B Bb G You're either lose, or come up winning
G/B Bb G I wear my old gray over coat,
G/B Bb G I paint it merry, I paint it black
G/B Bb G Tonight they hang Jerry, tonight they hang Jack [Verse 2]
G/B Bb G When this killing season's opened,
G/B Bb G I never say your name again
G/B Bb G And if a smell your perfume, the perfume of your blood
G/B Bb G I know it's just a coincidence, instance of my drug
G/B Bb G You hear the children speaking backwards
G/B Bb G Their bodies float above he bed
[Bridge 1]
F G Who sings a song that isn't sung, my soul's in traction
F G Cops and criminals, and all that crawl get into action
F G Smell in the instance of the perfume of your blood
F G Smell in the instance of the perfume of my drug [Verse 3]
G/B Bb G The prick and border start to pound,
G/B Bb G Powdering in the air like anthrax brought six white horses down
G/B Bb G When this cold, dark night is over,
G/B Bb G There ain't nobody left around [Instrumental 1]
G/B Bb G /
G/B Bb G /
G/B Bb G /
G/B Bb G / [Bridge 2]
F G I paint it merry, paint it black
F G Tonight they hang Jerry, tonight they hang Jack
F G And when this fever's dream is ending
F G I'll never come this way again
F And if a smell your perfume, the perfume of your blood
G/B Bb G I know it's just a coincidence, instance of my drug [Verse 4]
G/B Bb G Killing season it's beginning
G/B Bb G Skeleton hands around my throat
G/B Bb G Someone will lose, somebody's winning
G/B Bb G I wear my old gray over coat
G/B Bb G I wear my old gray over coat
Informações da música

Composição: Mark Lanegan e Sietse van Gordon

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