Ezra Furman - Queen Of Hearts, аккорды

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It's the search for a church in the bottom of your purse
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spiritual home you can take to the mall
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You dig and you dig but you can only find your wallet
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And your phone with a hundred missed calls
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You could never return them all
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x2 [Verse 2]
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And I watch you with your purse from the adjacent coffee table
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At the Starbucks they built inside my heart
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And your make-up starts to run, you can see you're getting older
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You can see your life has been hard
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Your face is worn like an old playing card
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The Queen of Hearts
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The Queen of Hearts
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[Verse 3]
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I am working in my bedroom, I'm composing all the music
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For a film that will never be made
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It's the story of my life, a one million hour epic
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About a good man who went down in flames
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Who got lost in God's multitude of names
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x2 [Verse 4]
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I am searching, I am searching I am waving my antenna
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Trying to pick up some signal through this dream
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I'm an ant in a hill but I think and I feel
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And I'm composing these love letters to the queen
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Hoping somebody will see what I mean
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The Queen of Hearts
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The Queen of Hearts
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The Queen of Hearts
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[Verse 5]
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I always heard about God with a wink and a nod
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I guess I took it all too seriously
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But I was five years old and I took what I was told
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To mean that the sublime was in my reach
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That the ocean of the known ends at the beach
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Just up the street
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x2 [Verse 6]
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These days people like that are considered aberrations
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And I'm being corrected as we speak
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This is my heart, it's a motor, it will search the world over
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I'm a search engine, see what I mean?
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I don't need the Internet, I don't need TV
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To find the queen
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The Queen of Hearts
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The Queen [Verse 7]
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So if you ever find that church that fits in your purse
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Put it into your cold metal shopping cart
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And keep on wandering the aisles on the sick fluorescent tiles
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We'll be miles and miles apart
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I've got my own search, I'm still just at the start
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I'll be out on the highways looking for my counterpart
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The Queen of Hearts