Arctic Monkeys - Crying Lightning Acoustic Chords & Tabs

 

Crying Lightning Acoustic Chords & Tabs

Arctic Monkeys Chords & Tabs

Version: 2 Type: Chords

Crying Lightning Acoustic Chords

   
Intro:
Am F C E
Am G C E

     Am            F                  C                 E
Outside the cafe by the cracker factory
                   Am               G        C     E
You were practicing a magic trick
                 Am                F                  C                  E
And my thoughts got rude, as you talked and chewed
            Am              G               C   E
On the last of your pick and mix


                                            Am                   F                    C
Said your mistaken if your thinking that I haven't been caught cold 
            E
before
            Am                  G            C       E
As you bit into your strawberry lace
                                        Am                   F              C         E
And then a flip in your attention in the form of a gobstopper
                        Am                    G              C         E
Is all you have left and it was going to waste


Am
Your past-times, consisted of the strange

And twisted and deranged

And I love that little game you had called

Crying lightning

And how you like to aggravate the ice-cream man on rainy afternoons

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                                Am                          F
The next time that I caught my own reflection
           C                       E
It was on it's way to meet you
Am                  G             C               E
Thinking of excuses to postpone
                                Am                      F
You never look like yourself from the side
                C                  E
But your profile did not hide
                       Am                   G              C      E
The fact you knew I was approaching your throne


                   Am                      F                          C              E
With folded arms you occupy the bench like toothache
                                    Am                       G                  C       E
Saw them, puff your chest out like you never lost a war
                       Am                F                C                   E
And though I try so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction
          Am                           G                        C      E
There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw


                         F                                   Dm      
And your past-times, consisted of the strange
            F                  Dm
And twisted and deranged
          Am
And I hate that little game you had called
F      Dm
Crying lightning
          Am
And how you like to aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons


F    Dm
Uninviting
    Am 
But not half as impossible as everyone assumes
        F      Dm        Am
You are crying lightning



Your past-times, consisted of the strange

And twisted and deranged

And I hate that little game you had called
F      Dm
Crying lightning
Am
Crying lightning
F      Dm
Crying lightning
Am
Crying lightning


     F              Dm
Your past-times, consisted of the strange
    Am
And twisted and deranged
      
And I hate that little game you had called
F      Dm
Crying