Chords with lyrics
Death Of A augmentedA Martian chords by Red Hot Chili Peppers
Capo: 3rd Fret
Verse:
A minorAm
Bear paws and rascal power
G+G
Watching us in your garage
A minorAm
Big girl you ate the neighbor
C majorC G+G
The nova is over
A minorAm Am7Am7
Wake up and play
G+G
Balleradio
A minorAm
Make room for Clara's bare feet
C majorC G+G
The lover a Martian
Pre Chorus:
E MajorE E7E7
Tick tock and waiting for the meteor
E MajorE
This clock is opening another door
Chorus:
A minorAm
Lots of love just keep it comin'
G+G
Making something out of nothin'
FF E MajorE
These are the best that I
A minorAm
I don't know how to say
G+G
Losin' what I love today
FF E MajorE
These are the best that I
A minorAm
Lots of love just keep it comin'
G+G
Making something out of nothin'
FF E MajorE
These are the best that I
A minorAm
I don't know what to say
G+G
Look at what I lost today
FF E MajorE
And these are the things that I
Second Verse:
A minorAm
Blood flowers in the kitchen
G+G
Signing off and winding down
A minorAm
This Martian ends her mission
C majorC G+G
The nova is over
A minorAm Am7Am7
She caught the ball
G+G
By the mission bell
A minorAm
Chase lizards bark at donkeys
C majorC G+G
The lover a Martian
Pre Chorus:
E MajorE
Let's bow our heads
And let the trumpets blow
Our girl is gone
God bless her little soul
Chorus:
A minorAm
Lots of love just keep it comin'
G+G
Making something out of nothin'
FF E MajorE
These are the best that I
A minorAm
I don't know how to say
G+G
Losin' what I love today
FF E MajorE
These are the best that I
A minorAm
Lots of love just keep it comin'
G+G
Making something out of nothin'
FF E MajorE
These are the best that I
A minorAm
I don't know what to say
G+G
Look at what I lost today
FF E MajorE
And these are the things that I
Bridge:
[Repeat chords: Am, G, F, E MajorE]
She's got a sword in case
Though this is not her lord in case
The one who can't afford to face her image is restored to grace.
Disappeared,
No trace.
Musky tears.
Suitcase.
The down turn brave little burncub
Bearcareless turnip snare rampages
Pitch color pages...
Down and out but not in Vegas,
Disembarks and disengages.
No loft.
Sweet pink canary cages plummet
Pop dewskin fortitude for the sniffing black noses
That snort and allude to dangling trinkets
That mimic the dirt cough go drink its.
It's for you.
Blue battered naval town slip kisses
Delivered by duck muscles and bottle-nosed grifters
Arrive in time to catch the late show.
It's a beehive barrel race.
A augmentedA shehive stare and chase wasted feature
Who tried and failed to reach her.
Embossed beneath a box in the closet
That's lost.
The kind that you find when you mind your own mysteries.
Shiv sister to the quickness before it blisters
Into new morning milk blanket.
Your ilk is funny to the turnstyle touch
Bunny whose bouquet set a course for bloom without decay.
Get your broom and sweep the echoes of yesternights fallen freckles...away...