This House Is A Circus chords by Arctic Monkeys

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Difficulty: Novice

Intro:
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Verse 1:
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This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
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We tend to see that as a perk, though
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Look what it's done to your friends
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Their memories are pretend
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And the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end
  Bm  Cm                    Cm   Bm
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
         Bm Cm           Cm Bm
We tend to see that as a perk, though
               Bm Cm
Look what it's done to your friends
      Cm Bm
Their memories are pretend
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And the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end

Verse 2:
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There's a room full of trouble and there's lovers to be had
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Those ones who make sinners out of such lovely lads
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Scaling the corridors for maidens in the maze
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And the anomaly is slipping into familiar ways
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And we're forever unfulfilled and can't think why
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Like a search for murder clues in dead man's eyes
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And we're forever unfulfilled and can't think why
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Like a search for murder clues in dead man's eyes

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Em D F#m D

Bridge:
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The more you open your mouth, the more you're forcing performance
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And all the attention is leading me to feel important
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Now that we're here, we may as well go too far

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Verse 3:
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Wriggling around in it so that you won't forget
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There's certainly some venom in the looks that you collect
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Aimlessly gazing at the faces in the queue
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And we're struggling with the notion that it's life, not film


Verse 1:
  Bm  Cm                    Cm   Bm
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
         Bm Cm           Cm Bm
We tend to see that as a perk, though
               Bm Cm
Look what it's done to your friends
      Cm Bm
Their memories are pretend
                 Bm Cm                        Cm Bm
And the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end