Get High See Mice

The Smith Street Band

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Tom:
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Cadd9 B A G It sounds good in capo 1 on acoustic, but I think Wil plays it in Eb using the chords A E D instead of G D Cadd9 respectively. Verse 1
G D I was gonna lie and steal, my way to the stars,
Cadd9 I was gonna do it from the front seat of your own registered car,
G D I was gonna pull my blindfold over everyone,
Cadd9 I was gonna find a way of making you fall for me, when I was done.
G D Cadd9 But I'm not that young and I'm not that dumb anymore,
G D Cadd9 No I'm not that young and I'm not that dumb anymore.
G D Cadd9 Always, holding hands under the table, With a keen eye for whatever's more available,
G D Gotta be signatures with little hearts on every little note,
Cadd9 Left the first line blank in case someone caught your eye, while you wrote.
G D Cadd9 And it's taken me this long to think we're anything, but you're his.
G D Cadd9 And I always hated the taste of your pushy, drunken, alcoholic, ashtray lips
Chorus
Cadd9 B A B Cadd9 B A G But the city gets pretty for those few hours when the trains aren't running
Cadd9 B A B And I'm locking down my door in advance,
Cadd9 D G D Cadd9 Cuz the wolves are coming, the wolves are coming Verse 2
G D Oh you meet me on the corner of, Johnson and Brunswick,
Cadd9 Singing my heart out for loose change with, my acoustic,
G D Cadd9 Spending rainy days indoors trying to sing other people's protest songs, It's a beautiful music.
G D And I'm haunted by the ghost of my more famous friends,
Cadd9 I spend every season complaining, waiting for the season to end.
G D I like to think that I'm encompassing but I'm always getting comfortable,
Cadd9 You never gave me twenty minutes just to catch my breath.
G D Cadd9 You were kissing me, I'm fucking someone else. Chorus
Cadd9 B A B Cadd9 B A G But the city gets pretty for those few hours when the trains aren't running
Cadd9 B A B And I'm locking down my door in advance,
Cadd9 D G Cadd9 D Cuz the wolves are coming, the wolves are coming
G Cadd9 D And I'm not coming back, to the bars we used to drink at,
G Cadd9 D Or the drinks we used to sling, or the people we used to drink with, became the people that we used, and
G Cadd9 Ever since you said you saw a mouse in my house,
D Every single time I get high I see mice
G Cadd9 D And the people that we used to drink with, became the people that we used
Cadd9 B A B Cadd9 B A G But the city gets pretty for those few hours when the trains aren't running.
(Cadd9 B A B)
Cadd9 D What's that, I think I hear the wolves coming
Cadd9 B A B Cadd9 B But the city gets pretty for those few hours when the trains aren't running
A G Cadd9 B A G And I think I hear the wolves coming, I'm locking down my door in advance,
Cadd9 D G Cadd9 D Cuz the wolves are coming, the wolves are coming
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