The Man That Knew Too Much tab by Silverchair

Tuning: Standard

Difficulty: Intermediate


Artist: Silverchair
Song: The Man Who Knew Too Much
Submitted by: Hugo


CHORD DIAGRAM
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 Em        D#m       Dm       Bm

 7 7 5 x x x   6 6 4 x x x   5 5 3 x x x   2 2 0 x x x

 C        G5        C7M       Em11

 3 3 2 x x x   3 5 5 x x x   3 3 2 0 0 0   5 5 4 0 0 0


 A        F#m       C#sus2     D

 x 0 2 2 2 0   2 4 4 2 2 2   x 4 6 6 4 4   x 5 7 7 7 5


 Dm        F#
 3 5 5 x x x   2 4 4 3 2 2

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Riff //


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There was a man that knew too much
With a panic attic mind but a chance to numb
His golden touch to ignore the will of time
Had me struck down open to the fact
I was standing in a line with a -

  'broken occupation on my back'
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A       F#m            C#sus2
Time is not a moment we're letting slip away
            D    Dm       A
There's nothing left to say it's changing every day
      F#m               C#sus2
The way I'm thinking in different shades of grey
          D        Dm
It's not enough to say that this is my love


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He had the anti midas touch
Temporary state of mind
But a chance to die enhances growth
Now I'm trembling all the time
Stumble round making faces on the scene
Scene what what

Stumble round make your faces on your own

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A       F#m            C#sus2
Time is not a moment we're letting slip away
            D    Dm       A
There's nothing left to say it's changing every day
      F#m               C#sus2
The way I'm thinking in different shades of grey
          D        Dm
It's not enough to say that this is my love


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D / F#

I'm not your mocking bird
That sings your cellar song
She got a paper run
You're compensated


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Can we all gather round on the scene
Can we all move around on our own
Are ya a mover shaker all alone

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A       F#m            C#sus2
Time is not a moment we're letting slip away
            D    Dm       A
There's nothing left to say it's changing every day
      F#m               C#sus2
The way I'm thinking in different shades of grey
          D        Dm
It's not enough to say
A       F#m            C#sus2
Time is not a moment we're letting slip away
            D        Dm
There's nothing left to say but this is my love

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D / F#


I'm not your mocking bird
That sings your cellar song
She got a paper run to write your letters wrong