Baseball chords by Hippo Campus

Intro:
A  C#m  F#m  E  (x2)

Verse 1:
A         C#m          D     F#m
  I saw a cigarette contend
           C#                       D
It was the smell of death that kept strolling in
A            C#m               D     F#m
  Maybe that henna'd back of yours
             C#     E
That held me back, back from keeping score

Chorus:
A               C#m
There goes that moonboy
        D
Looking jungly
             E
With all his leaves a-growing
A                 C#m
  Split down that long back
            D
He would've thought that
       E
If you got to know his
A                     C#m
  True blue with your fists up
           D
You little kiss up
        E
Wishin' things were heavy
A                    C#m
  That's fine in the end though
                D
Where'd all our friends go
       E
We can dip if you're ready

Interlude:
A  C#m  F#m  E  (x2)

Verse 2:
A           C#m           F#m   E
  I bet you take me for a fool
A                    C#m               F#m                   E
  Nothing like, like rules the cool sensation of Pollock and Jules
A             C#m         F#m    E
  Some weird abandon in sheets
A                   C#m
  Though the tongue tastes good
   F#m               E
My grammar's falling from the cheeks

Chorus:
A               C#m
There goes that moonboy
        D
Looking jungly
             E
With all his leaves a-growing
A                 C#m
  Split down that long back
            D
He would've thought that
       E
If you got to know his
A                     C#m
  True blue with your fists up
           D
You little kiss up
        E
Wishin' things were heavy
A                    C#m
  That's fine in the end though
                D
Where'd all our friends go
       E
We can dip if you're ready

Refrain:
A  C#m  F#m
E     A      C#m  F#m
I was wrong
           E            A  C#m F#m
You were a friendly kid
E     A     C#m  F#m
I was wrong
           E
You were a friendly kid

Bridge:
A    C#  F#m  E
Fill the raf- ters
A     C#    F#m  D
Right field dan- ces
Em       D
Baseball diamonds
A    C#  F#m E   Dm   E7
Take our chances out

Pre-Chorus:
A                   C#m               D
  There's somethin' fiction 'bout the way that reality's going
A                C#m              F#m
  Seems like the chakra's playing hopscotch
  D
Anxiety growing
A              C#m              D
  Some cordial framework of the sunset; A yellow made out of gray
A              C#m          D
  My bones are tired of the body that woke me up today

Chorus:
A                 C#m
  There goes that moonboy
        D
Looking jungly
             E
With all his leaves a-growing
A                 C#m
  Split down that long back
            D
He would've thought that
       E
If you got to know his
A                     C#m
  True blue with your fists up
           D
You little kiss up
        E
Wishin' things were heavy
A                    C#m
  That's fine in the end though
                D
Where'd all our friends go
       E
We can dip if you're ready

Outro:
A  C#m  F#m
E     A      C#m  F#m
I was wrong
           E            A  C#m F#m
You were a friendly kid
E     A     C#m  F#m
I was wrong
           E
You were a friendly kid
A
  I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong
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