Pure Comedy chords by Father John Misty

Chords with lyrics

Chords:

Db5Db5   Absus2Absus2 (or other variant)
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|--3--| |--X--|
|--1--| |--3--|
|--0--| |--6--|
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Verse:

B7/F#       AbAb
The comedy of man starts like this
E7E7                 A augmentedA
Our brains are way too big for our mothers' hips
A7A7                E MajorE
And so Nature, she divines this alternative
AbAb                              A7A7
We emerged half-formed and hope that whoever greets us on the other end
A augmentedA             E MajorE
Is kind enough to fill us in
          A7A7               E MajorE
And, babies, that's pretty much how it's been ever since

B7B7                   Ab7Ab7
Now the miracle of birth leaves a few issues to address
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Like, say, that half of us are periodically iron deficient
       A7A7                E MajorE
So somebody's got to go kill something while I look after the kids
     AbAb                     A7A7
I'd do it myself, but what, are you going to get this thing its milk?
      A augmentedA                     E MajorE
He says as soon as he gets back from the hunt, we can switch
         A7A7                 E MajorE
It's hard not to fall in love with something so helpless
     A7A7               E MajorE
Ladies, I hope we don't end up regretting this

Chorus:

E MajorE    E7E7             A augmentedA
Comedy, now that's what I call pure comedy
A7A7                AbmAbm
Just waiting until the part where they start to believe
Absus2Absus2     AbmAbm
They're at the center of everything
     A augmentedA                BB        B7B7
And some all-powerful being endowed this horror show with meaning

     E MajorE
Oh, their religions are the best
E7E7                 A augmentedA
They worship themselves yet they're totally obsessed
A7A7              AbmAbm      Absus2Absus2       AbmAbm
With risen zombies, celestial virgins, magic tricks, these unbelievable outfits
       A augmentedA
And they get terribly upset
     BB
When you question their sacred texts
      B7/F#
Written by woman-hating epileptics

Outro:

   A augmentedA
Their languages just serve to confuse them
   A minorAm
Their confusion somehow makes them more sure
      A augmentedA
They build fortunes poisoning their offspring
       A minorAm
And hand out prizes when someone patents the cure
        A augmentedA
Where did they find these goons they elected to rule them?
         A minorAm
What makes these clowns they idolize so remarkable?
         A augmentedA
These mammals are hell-bent on fashioning new gods
      A minorAm
So they can go on being godless animals

Solo:

Chorus:

  E MajorE    E7E7              A augmentedA
Oh comedy, their illusions they have no choice but to believe
A7A7            AbmAbm
Their horizons that just forever recede
Absus2Absus2  AbmAbm          A augmentedA            BB
And how's this for irony, their idea of being free is a prison of beliefs
     B7/F#
That they never ever have to leave

  E MajorE    E7E7              A augmentedA
Oh comedy, oh it's like something that a madman would conceive!
A7A7              AbmAbm      Absus2Absus2     AbmAbm
The only thing that seems to make them feel alive is the struggle to survive
    A augmentedA                BB
But the only thing that they request is something to numb the pain with
       B7/F#
Until there's nothing human left

Outro:
      A augmentedA
Just random matter suspended in the dark
     A minorAm