Bats In The Attic chords by King Creosote

Bats in the Attic by King Creosote and John Hopkins
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Capo 1. fret

C

G
And I've gone silver on my travels,
             D
growing silver in my sideburns. I'm starting to unravel her,
G
My heartbeats on a downhill,
                Dsus
I counted eighty on my pulse as Kilrenny Church struck three for three o'clock.

Em
What else?

Em
What else?
G
And you said twelve years in retirement.
                   D
The hours go by like sips of water. The record lies unbroken,
G
and no doubt, it's white flour in my diet.
                Em
It's going to be the death of me, sweet drumroll for those embittered big ideas.

Em
It's such a waste of all that I had.
Em
It's such a waste of all that I had.


You mentioned bats in the attic,
so now you're lifting up the tiles to get around these conservation rules.
I walked down in the basement.
I'm hanging upside down, a gag across my mealy mouth.

And how I'll laugh out loud about that.
When I read your simple novel, it uses all our real names.
And go make yourself a fortune,
there's nothing left for us then us left dangling just a little shamefaced.

It's such a waste of what we had.
And it's such a waste of all that we had.