Ode To The Mets chords by The Strokes (Ver. 2)

Intro: F#m  B  G#m  C#m

          F#m              B
Up on his horse, up on his horse
          G#m             C#m
Not gonna wake up here anymore
           F#m               B
Listen one time, it's not the truth
          G#m             C#m
It's just the story I tell to you
        F#m          B
Easy to say, easy to do
             G#m                  C#m
But it's not easy, well maybe for you
              F#m                     B
Hope that you find it, hope that it's good
              G#m                     C#m
Hope that you read it, think that you should
              F#m              B
Cuts you some slack as he sits back
          G#m             C#m
Sizes you up, plans his attack
         F#m                B
Da-da-da drums please, Fab
             G#m             C#m
And I got it all, I got it all
            F#m              B
Waitin' for me down on the street
                     G#m                   C#m
But now you gotta do somethin' special for me
          F#m              B
I'm gonna say what's on my mind
               G#m                 C#m
Then I'll walk out, then I'll feel fine

                    F#m               B
Yeah, I'm under his thumb, I'm on his back
           G#m               C#m
I will not show my teeth too quick
           F#m                   B
I needed you there, I needed you there
             G#m            C#m
But I didn't know, I didn't know

F#m  B
Go alone
     E   C#m
I'll go alone
      F#m  B
We'll go alone
     E   C#m
I'll go alone

(F#m  B  G#m  C#m)

              F#m               B
Back from his trip, he's at the door
             G#m               C#m
When he gets back, he's on the phone
         F#m           B
Innocent eye, innocent heart
             G#m                 C#m
No, it's not wrong, but it's not right
         F#m              B
Innocent time, out on his own
           G#m                      C#m
Not gonna do that, fuck, I'm out of control
           F#m                   B
I was just bored, playin' the guitar
                   G#m              C#m
Learned all your tricks, wasn't too hard

                  F#m                    B
It's the last one now, I can promise you that
                       G#m              C#m
I'm gonna find out the truth when I get back

(F#m  B  E  C#m)
(F#m  B  E  C#m)

E
Gone now are the old times
F#m                            A
Forgotten, time to hold on the railing
                       B
The Rubik's Cube isn't solving for us
E
Old friends, long forgotten
F#m
The old ways at the bottom of
    A
The ocean now has swallowed
    B                 E
The only thing that's left is us
              F#m
So pardon the silence that you're hearing
   A                         B                 E    F#m  A  B
Is turnin' into a deafening, painful, shameful roar