The Strokes

Ode To The Mets

The Strokes

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Ode To The Mets

	  		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,â??it'sâ??not the truth 
          G#m             C#m 
It'sâ??just the story I tell toâ??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 

Final E 
		  

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