Crying Lightning Chords & Tabs
These are just the chords if you were to just play and sing the song, there are
other tabs which have all the fills and riffs if you wanted to incorporate them.
pretty sure this is right.
Am F Am F
Outside the cafe by the cracker factory
Am F C E(7)
You were practicing a magic trick
Am F Am F
And my thoughts got rude, as you talked and chewed
Am F C E(7)
On the last of your pick and mix
Am F Am F
Said your mistaken if your thinking that I haven't been caught cold before
Am F C E(7)
As you bit into your strawberry lace
Am F Am F
And then a flip in your attention in the form of a gobstopper
Am F C E(7)
Is all you have left and it was going to waste
Am
Your past-times, consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I love that little game you had called
Crying lightning
And how you like to aggravate the ice-cream man on rainy afternoons
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Am F
The next time that I caught my own reflection
Am F
It was on it's way to meet you
Am F C E(7)
Thinking of excuses to postpone
Am F
You never look like yourself from the side
Am F
But your profile did not hide
Am F C E(7)
The fact you knew I was approaching your throne
Am F Am F
With folded arms you occupy the bench like toothache
Am F C E(7)
Saw them, puff your chest out like you never lost a war
Am F Am F
And though I try so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction
Am F C E(7)
There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw
F Dm
And your past-times, consisted of the strange
Am
And twisted and deranged
Am
And I hate that little game you had called
F Dm
Crying lightning
Am
And how you like to aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons
F Dm
Uninviting
Am
But not half as impossible as everyone assumes
F Dm Am
You are crying lightning
Your past-times, consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game you had called
F Dm
Crying lightning
Am
Crying lightning
F Dm
Crying lightning
Am
Crying lightning
F Dm
Your past-times, consisted of the strange
Am
And twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game you had called
F Dm
Crying