Getting Surreal chords by The Fratellis

Getting Surreal
The Fratellis (from "Eyes Wide, Tongue Tied")

Tempo is a slow 4.

| A | A | A | A . G D | A | A . G D | A | A . G D |
         (band in)

      A          F
Well, everybody knows when, ah, tell me again
A              F
Fatten up the pig and, baby, let's pretend
   A              F
That I can see the joke at the beginnin' or the end
E               F         G
Let me know the secret, honey, then I'll be your best friend
A        F
Alakazam, Kalakazoo, Salaam
A                F
Meet me in the jungle where they never give a damn
    A               F
If your clothes don't fit, or if your marriage is a sham
   E             F      G
They never weigh a woman by the kilo or the gram

C              F
If you got to make it, baby, make it real
C                 Bb     F
Get up of your knees and tell me, how do you feel?
C         F
Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed
Bb    F       G#     Bb  | C | C |
Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal

   A              F
Well, written in the stars is the great big lie
     A             F
That you never get to see until the minute that you die
    A                F
By the time you get to heaven you're a whole 'nother guy
   E              F      G
It's maybe just as well that you never had a third eye
A            F
Little pig, little pig, lock your door
A               F
Take the gun from the wall and even up the score
   A             F
Well, I don't even know who the sun shines for
  E           F      G
And I don't believe what I believe any more

C              F
If you got to make it, baby, make it real
C                 Bb     F
Get up of your knees and tell me, how do you feel?
C         F
Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed
Bb    F       G#     Bb
Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal
C           F
Hollywood death smile flash me a grin
     C              Bb     F
Laughin' gas don't cut it when you're rotten within
C         F
Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed
Bb    F       G#     Bb  | C | C |
Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal

Bridge:
| C | Bb . C . | C | Bb . C . | C | Bb . C . | C | Bb . C . |

| C Bb F Bb | C | C Bb F Bb | C |

      nc
Well, it's hotdog logic in a grapefruit time

Flutter your eyelids and, honey, you'll be fine

Throw me your sins and I'll keep 'em with mine
                   F      G
You got a headful of stone and that's somethin' divine
A            F
Get a little head rush, swallow a fly
A             F
Cut off your memories and hang them out to dry
     A              F
It was a beautiful noise but now it's tumbling by
   E              F      G
Well, I was never here, there was never you or I

C              F
If you got to make it, baby, make it real
C                 Bb     F
Get up of your knees and tell me, how do you feel?
C         F
Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed
Bb    F       G#     Bb
Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal
C           F
Hollywood death smile flash me a grin
     C              Bb     F
Laughin' gas don't cut it when you're rotten within
C         F
Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed
Bb    F       G#     Bb  | C | C . Bb F |
Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal

| C | C . Bb F | C | C . Bb F | C | C . Bb F | C <> |


Charted by Dexex

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claim they are the "right" way. They're not intended to be taken