Time To Pretend Ukulele chords by MGMT

Intro Uke 1:

A|-5-5-5-5-3-2-3--------------|
E|--3-3-3-3-3-3-3-------------|
C|----------------------------|      x 4
G|-00000000000000-------------|



Intro Uke 2:

A|--5p3-2-0---77-------|
E|---------2-----------|             x 6
C|---------------------|
G|--0------------------|

Verse:
C                                F                         C      C/F C
   I'm feelin rough  I'm feelin   raw I'm in the prime of my life
                                F                         C        C/F C
Let's make some music make some money find some models for wives.
C                             F                       C           C/F C
I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin and fuck with the stars.
C                         F                      C                C/F C
You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars.

Pre-Chorus:

F
This is our decision to live fast and die young.
                                          C              C/F C
We've got the vision, now let's have some fun
F
Yeah it's overwhelming, but what else can we do?
                                                C        C/F C
Get jobs in offices and wake up for the morning commute?


Chorus 1:

G                               Em
Forget about our mothers and our friends.
        F    G    C
We were fated to pretend.
        F G    C
         to pretend.
        F    G    C
We were fated to pretend.
        F G    C
         to pretend.



Verse 2:

C                                F                     C       C/F C
I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms.
C                          F                           C       C/F C
I'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world.
C                           F                         C        C/F C
I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home.
C                                 F                         C     C/F C
Yeah I'll miss the boredom and the freedom and the time spent alone.


Pre-Chorus:

(Fig 2.)
F
But there is really nothing, nothing we can do.
                                                 C           C/F C
Love must be forgotten. Life can always start up anew.
F
The models will have children, we'll get a divorce
C       C/F C
we'll find some more models
Everything must run its course.


Chorus:

G                                            Em
We'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end.
        F    G    C
We were fated to pretend.
        F G    C
         to pretend.
        F    G    C
We were fated to pretend.
        F G    C
         to pretend.
 F G        C
  Yeah Yeah Yeah
        F G        C
         Yeah Yeah Yeah
        F G        C
         Yeah Yeah Yeah
        F G        C
         Yeah Yeah Yeah