Straight in at 101 Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[G][Bb][G][Bm][G][D][C][G][C]

[Verse 1]
[G]I think we need m[Em]ore
[G]post-coital [Bm]and less[Em] post-[G]rock
Feels Feels like [D]the [C]build up takes [G]forever
but you [C]never [D]get me off
[G]

[Verse 2]
You pull your dress over your face
And I stare down towards
my [Asus4]chest
Chastise [A]both [Asus4]our greasy ha[Bm]ir
Wonder whose gut is the [Asus4]soft est[G]
Stand with my ear to the door
Listening to the landing floor[Asus4]boards
Working out when we'll be safe
To dash the mattress [G]to yr bathroom
Where I ball my fin[Bm]gers [G]in to fists
Until my [C]knuckles glow bright [G]white
Press the heels [Bm]into eye-sockets
[Em]'Til 'Til I [G]see [Em]the flashing lights[G]
Stop me when my stories change
When they have star[C]ted [G]to repeat
[C]'Cause last tim[G]e I was a mes[A]s of sleep,
[Em]of i[D]cy feet

[Verse 3]
So [C]baby[Em]
All [G]apolo[C] gi[G]es
It was [C]going to [G]hap[Em] pen in e[G]vi[Bm]tably,
[D]oh

[Interlude 1]
[G][Asus4][G][Bm][C][G][A][G][Bm][Em]
[G][Asus4][G][C][G]

[Verse 4]
[Bm]I think we nee[Em]d more post-coital
[G]and[Em] less pos[G]t-rock
Feels [D]Feels like the [C]build up [D]takes forever
[G]but you nev[C]er touch my coc[D]k[G]
And what ex[Em]actly do you [G]mean now
[Bm]By "what c[Em]an you even ea[G]t?"[D]
And [C]how does that [D]affect [G]how
I'll get [C]off this evening?

[Verse 5]
[G]I flew down south to Mexico
Had a minor realization
I under[Asus4]stood why kids draw
the sun with its rays emanating
And [G]the beams broke the clouds,
The sky were like a concertina
I'd sat on in [Asus4]my pocket for weeks
[G]Folded [Asus4]up from a picture
I've [G]been playing

[Verse 6]
straight chicken
with gay [D]girls
[G](It's never enough)
She keeps on pulling the peace sign
[C](And it seems like a [G]taunt)
She licked a glaze on her lips
They shone like Battle[Bm]ship Grey
She never [G]liked the [Em]wis dom I gave:

[Verse 7]
Some [G]people give themselves
to [Bm]religion
Some people [G]give themselves
to [Em]a cause
Some [C]people give themselves to a lov[G]er
I have to give [Em]my se[A]lf t[Em]o goa[D]ls

[Verse 8]
So [C]baby[Em]
All [G]apolo[C] gi[G]es
It was [C]going to [Em]hap pen, i[G]n evitably
[Bm][D]

[Verse 9]
And [C]if it helps
[Em]I mean, even[D] sligh[C]tly at all[G]
It's best [C]you dust yourself [Em]down
And get [G]straight [Bm]back on
the [D]horse

[Verse 10]
[G]I condescend a [A]smile
[D]And wink dir[G]ectly at the cam[C]era
And [G]leave you led in [D]both our scents
As I [Bm]tip t[G]oe out the b[Em]ack door
[G]I skid down icy street[D]s
And view my [G]face in the reflec[C]tion
Of [G]a High Street lingerie [D]store
Though it [Em]was n't my inten[C]tion

[Verse 11]
I [C]phoned my friends and family
To gather round the television
The talking heads count down the most
heart-wrenching break-ups of of of all time
Imagine the great sense
of waste
The indignity, the embarrassment
When not a single one of
that whole century
Was mine