Pink-Slips 创作者：
Okkervil River
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调：Bb major

Intro 1

Verse 1
G G 
 
Three
brides before breakfast
Em Em 
 
These reds, they're just rectus
Am Am 
 
Right hand on my heart around
C C 
 
D D 
 
My left hand snaps your necklace
G G 
 
Each day is a little more scary
Em Em 
 
Holding on, get away just barely
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
Moms and dads are rationing their cash
D D 
 
For the commissary
Bm Bm 
 
Em Em 
 
But I   can't stop without
C C 
 
D D 
 
Bm Bm 
 
Em Em 
 
going all the way
Am Am 
 
D D 
 
It's a habit, someone gave me up
G G 
 
This man in the black cage,
Em Em 
 
canary 'the clips
Am Am 
 
Across here,
D D 
 
in a pink- slip

Interlude 1

Verse 2
G G 
 
Em Em 
 
This wish just to going back here
When I know it wasn't ever,
ever happening
Am Am 
 
Show me my best memory,
C C 
 
D D 
 
it's probably super crappy
G G 
 
Em Em 
 
Not here, standing sexless
with sluts of both sexes
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
Liars, lumps and drug addicts and drunks
D D 
 
Bm Bm 
 
Em Em 
 
I love my friends but I   can't stop
C C 
 
D D 
 
Bm Bm 
 
Em Em 
 
without going all the way
Am Am 
 
D D 
 
And I've been that way since '83
G G 
 
Oh, midwife with a jet life or a
Em Em 
 
genie with a golden spur
Am Am 
 
D D 
 
A price to pay to pink- slips
G G 
 

Verse 3
A country Cadillac in the
valley of mirrors
Em Em 
 
With a cold cane, there was nobody here
Am Am 
 
Came for the communism,
I kissed it on the lips
C C 
 
D D 
 
It came with the singers in hazel
Bm Bm 
 
pink- slips

Interlude 2

Verse 4
G G 
 
Is it a kiss or it's just a dream
and I'm drifting?
Em Em 
 
Other fish lay lifted,
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
only happy till the age of 10
Em Em 
 
G G 
 
Bm Bm 
 
It's still a gift, but we can't go back,
Em Em 
 
C C 
 
D D 
 
Bm Bm 
 
Em Em 
 
those two too sad and dies
Am Am 
 
D D 
 
It's just a dream we all have
G G 
 
Now I know in the touch lane,
Em Em 
 
a post per post of puckered lips
Am Am 
 
D D 
 
From Academy Awards to pink- slips
G G 
 
I show them my Corvette
with no ' for years
Em Em 
 
And I'm standing in the rain to get
Am Am 
 
the champagne or beers
They said 'who's that shadow
sneaking up behind the pier?'
D D 
 
He was rushing he was rattled
now he's finally in the clear
G G 
 
To be a, a  refugee from the rat race
Em Em 
 
with a swag tuxedo in his face
Am Am 
 
A   music room that you can't place,
D D 
 
sing the songs on all them tapes
G G 
 
He's the lonely aid on the planet ' now he
Em Em 
 
doesn't even write, he just rows
C C 
 
D D 
 
And they cover up his cot with pink- slips