Alex Turner

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D

        D
There's glass in the park
           Em              A
Darling, I can't help but keep making
  G             A
Appointments to sweep
              D
Beneath the climbing frame

       D
If the Sun's in your eyes,
                  Em           A
I'll tighten your blindfold, baby
                 G              A
Don't worry your foot won't get cut strut
D                Dmaj7
Carelessly

Chorus:
Em                         A
And when you say that you need me tonight
  D     Dmaj7   Gmaj7
I can't keep my feelings in disguise
    G     F#m  Em G  F#  F#7   Bm Em   F#aug
The white part of my eye-balls il-lumi-nates

G                   D
  And I'll wait for you
          G                         D    Dmaj7
As if I'm waiting for the storm to stop
Em
   I've heard them talking
              A             A7
About how I'm gonna put you off

        D
There's glass in the park
                 Em        A
And now that I'm up off my knees
     G              A
I've picked up the speed
             D
To jump your palisades

      D
And I shoot through the night
             Em             A
And suddenly all those once lost
G              A
  concoctions froth
              D        Dmaj7
And chase the day away

Chorus:
Em                           A
  And when you say that you need me tonight
  D     Dmaj7   Gmaj7
I can't keep my feelings in disguise
    G     F#m  Em G  F#  F#7   Bm Em   F#aug
The white part of my eye-balls il-lumi-nates

G                   D
  And I'll wait for you
          G                         D    Dmaj7
As if I'm waiting for the storm to stop
Em
   I've heard them talking
              A             A7
About how I'm gonna put you off

G                                                   F#7
  You tell me, how can I put you off when you're a matter of urgency?
           Bm                                            D7
I've got a million things that I need to do, but they're all secondary
G                         A
  Make sure you're not followed
D                       Bm
Meet me by the Death Balloon

Em                          A                A7
 Paraselene woman, I'm your man in the Moon
           G     F#m Em  G   F#
And like a grain of  diamond dust, you float
     G            A           D
And my devotion's outer crust cracks


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