Standard tuning. No capo.
INTRO:
[D] [G]
VERSE 1:
We were kind of [D]feral, wicked l[G]ittle machines
Bm A Em or G
Captains and cavalries forming empires in the shade of the trees
Without hesi[D]tation, kings of the [G]forest town
Holding the o[Bm]cean down
A Em or G
We were half this heavy and twice this loud
Chorus:
So turn up the [D]noise
Dress to the n[G]ines
Running with the [D]boys
Your hand in [G]mine
Singing every [Bm]song, loving every [A]line
'Til the night is [G]gone
Just like the old t[D]imes
Just like the old t[G]imes
LEAD DURING CHORUS:
e|---------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------|
G|------------2-0------------------2-0---------|
D|-0-2-4-0--------4-0---0-2-4-0--------4-0-----|
A|---------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------|
e|---------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------|
G|-0--------0--------2-------------------------|
D|---4-0------4--------4-----------------------|
A|--------------4--------2---------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------|
VERSE 2:
Was what you [D]made it
We had our f[G]riends around
Bm A Em or G
All the images and sounds, superimposed into all the backgrounds
We used to be [D]clumsy, lost in a t[G]housand ways
Captivated [Bm]by a craze, [A]those were hands down
Em or G
My favorite days
CHORUS:
So turn up the [D]noise
Dress to the ni[G]nes
Running with the [D]boys
Your hand in [G]mine
Singing every [Bm]song, loving every [A]line
'Til the night is [G]gone
Just like the old t[D]imes
Just like the old t[G]imes
Just like the old times
BRIDGE:
D Em G X2
Su[D]spicion wasn't [Em]in our head
I[G]t was only underneath the [D]bed[Em]s (B[G]eds)
Sa[D]line eyes didn't [Em]have to hide
They[G] were always open way too w[D]ide ([Em]Way too [G]wide)
CHORUS:
So turn up the [D]noise
Dress to the [G]nines
Running with the [D]boys
Your hand in [G]mine
Singing every [Bm]song, loving every [A]line
Till the night is [G]gone
Just like the old t[D]imes
Just like the old t[G]imes
Just like the old t[D]imes
Just like the old t[G]imes
INTRO:
[D] [G]
VERSE 1:
We were kind of [D]feral, wicked l[G]ittle machines
Bm A Em or G
Captains and cavalries forming empires in the shade of the trees
Without hesi[D]tation, kings of the [G]forest town
Holding the o[Bm]cean down
A Em or G
We were half this heavy and twice this loud
Chorus:
So turn up the [D]noise
Dress to the n[G]ines
Running with the [D]boys
Your hand in [G]mine
Singing every [Bm]song, loving every [A]line
'Til the night is [G]gone
Just like the old t[D]imes
Just like the old t[G]imes
LEAD DURING CHORUS:
e|---------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------|
G|------------2-0------------------2-0---------|
D|-0-2-4-0--------4-0---0-2-4-0--------4-0-----|
A|---------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------|
e|---------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------|
G|-0--------0--------2-------------------------|
D|---4-0------4--------4-----------------------|
A|--------------4--------2---------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------|
VERSE 2:
Was what you [D]made it
We had our f[G]riends around
Bm A Em or G
All the images and sounds, superimposed into all the backgrounds
We used to be [D]clumsy, lost in a t[G]housand ways
Captivated [Bm]by a craze, [A]those were hands down
Em or G
My favorite days
CHORUS:
So turn up the [D]noise
Dress to the ni[G]nes
Running with the [D]boys
Your hand in [G]mine
Singing every [Bm]song, loving every [A]line
'Til the night is [G]gone
Just like the old t[D]imes
Just like the old t[G]imes
Just like the old times
BRIDGE:
D Em G X2
Su[D]spicion wasn't [Em]in our head
I[G]t was only underneath the [D]bed[Em]s (B[G]eds)
Sa[D]line eyes didn't [Em]have to hide
They[G] were always open way too w[D]ide ([Em]Way too [G]wide)
CHORUS:
So turn up the [D]noise
Dress to the [G]nines
Running with the [D]boys
Your hand in [G]mine
Singing every [Bm]song, loving every [A]line
Till the night is [G]gone
Just like the old t[D]imes
Just like the old t[G]imes
Just like the old t[D]imes
Just like the old t[G]imes
