Sean Hayes: Politics.
Big Black Hole and the Little Baby Star.
Standard Tuning. 4/4. Fingerpicking: use whatever pattern you feel comfortable with.
Whole song, C G F#/D G
No more poli[C]tics I know what's [G]next call me hyp[F#/D]ocrite and burn down [G]bridges
I got a river running through my neck I got a river running through my heart
And all the blood it spills, runs to the ocean
While the oceans rise up, mingle with the air
Growing finger tips and the semen stained covers
Singing mercy me, oh God, oh ecstasy, oh yeah right there
Fantastic chick strawberry hips light me a candle blow out my wish
Unconscious ear turns towards the sun knows where the warmth is
knows what it wants
Wants to be filled in wants to be filled up wanna be reborn wanna be reloved
All the babies born swim from the ocean
While the rain that falls runs into the sea
growing crazy mixed up frogs preach the coming of disaster
singing mercy me oh God oh hell and ecstasy
El Dorado blues nowhere left the run grandma got plutonium under the rug
Fanatical bliss fanatical fire fanatics don't let their babies go dancing
You repress the beach you repress the wine your mama mistook you for a lion
She cut off your head she don't know you're dead and all the streets you
ruled run red
Mmmm the grass grows green where the homeless man sleeps
and the mystic sneezes rain showers are like your polka dotted panties
and the heat grows desire as her white back arches under a hot blue sky
sunny afternoon in the park
hananananana
hananana nanana
No more politics
I know whats next
You call me hypocrite
Come on burn in down
No more politics
I know whats next
We're all hypocrites
Come on burn in down
Go on burn it down
Go on burn it down
Go on burn it down
Big Black Hole and the Little Baby Star.
Standard Tuning. 4/4. Fingerpicking: use whatever pattern you feel comfortable with.
Whole song, C G F#/D G
No more poli[C]tics I know what's [G]next call me hyp[F#/D]ocrite and burn down [G]bridges
I got a river running through my neck I got a river running through my heart
And all the blood it spills, runs to the ocean
While the oceans rise up, mingle with the air
Growing finger tips and the semen stained covers
Singing mercy me, oh God, oh ecstasy, oh yeah right there
Fantastic chick strawberry hips light me a candle blow out my wish
Unconscious ear turns towards the sun knows where the warmth is
knows what it wants
Wants to be filled in wants to be filled up wanna be reborn wanna be reloved
All the babies born swim from the ocean
While the rain that falls runs into the sea
growing crazy mixed up frogs preach the coming of disaster
singing mercy me oh God oh hell and ecstasy
El Dorado blues nowhere left the run grandma got plutonium under the rug
Fanatical bliss fanatical fire fanatics don't let their babies go dancing
You repress the beach you repress the wine your mama mistook you for a lion
She cut off your head she don't know you're dead and all the streets you
ruled run red
Mmmm the grass grows green where the homeless man sleeps
and the mystic sneezes rain showers are like your polka dotted panties
and the heat grows desire as her white back arches under a hot blue sky
sunny afternoon in the park
hananananana
hananana nanana
No more politics
I know whats next
You call me hypocrite
Come on burn in down
No more politics
I know whats next
We're all hypocrites
Come on burn in down
Go on burn it down
Go on burn it down
Go on burn it down
