Lord Only Knows
Ton : CEnglish
geuléAEhhhhhhhhhGh ! !
dit en background : "pull out the big one, too... nice."
CYou only got oneA finger left
And it's Fpointing at theC door
CAnd you're takinAg for granted
What the FLord's laid on Cthe floor
So I'm picking up the pieces
And I'm putting them up for sale
Throw your meal ticket out the window
Put your skeletons in jail
G'Cause Lord only knows it's gettingC late
GYour senses are gone so don't youC hesitate
FTo give yourself aA call let youCr bottom dollarAs fall
G#Throwing your two bit Gcares down theC drain
Invite me to the seven seas like some seasick man
You will do whatever you please and I'll do whatever I can
Titantic, fare thee well, my eyes are turning pink
Don't call us when the new age gets old enough to drink
'Cause Lord only knows it's getting late
Your senses are gone so don't you hesitate
Move on up the hill there's nothing dead left to kill
Throwing your two bit cares down the drain
C D# A# G F
CAureD#le, aA#urele, Gaurele,F aurele
CAureD#le, aA#urele GJust paFssing through
CAureD#le, aA#urele, Gaurele,F aurele
CGoing back to Houston
Do the hotdog dance
Going back to Houston
To get me some pants...