Mawce - Everybody's Worried About Owen
Version 3 of 3
- Mawce (Chords) (v1)Rating: 4.65 / 5.00
- Mawce (Chords) (v2)Rating: 4.85 / 5.00
Capo: Fret 4
Tuning: Standard, E A D G B E
I'm not entirely sure about some the chord names below
so I'm labelling as their root notes (not relative to capo)
G: 35500x
B: 79900x
C: x3550x (for chorus)
D: x5770x
E: x7990x
Em7: 2200xx
Gsus4: 3300xx
[Verse 1]
(Riff)
e|------------
B|------------
G|------------
D|-----5--5---
A|----5--5----
E|---3--3----7
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--------------
--------------
-9--9----2--2-
9--9----2--2--
--7----0--0---
------------|
------------|
-----0--0---|
---2--2-----|
--3--3------|
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(Riff)
Everything's coming up roses
(Riff)
Everything's coming to a bitter, bitter end
(Riff)
I'm searching for the problem, and I'm looking for a positive
(Riff)
Maybe I'll see a few old friends
(Riff)
With more faith in God, I would tell you that this was the rapture
(Riff)
And we've been left behind
(Riff)
Oh, why are we so young with tired, sunken, baggy eyes?
[Pre-Chorus]
So I'll give m
yself a name,
something stup
id and pretent
ious
Like Mawce spe
lled with a C
And I'll hope
all the cool k
ids who gradua
ted
But stay judgm
ental will fin
ally accept me
[Chorus]
And I might be
flying home t
oday, but I'm
not going home
'Cause everyth
ing I thought
I knew has pro
ven to be wron
g
And I'm desper
ate to the poi
nt of flying s
traight into
The over-drink
ing night that
leave you fee
ling torn
I'm leaving, I
'm leaving for
New York
[Verse 2]
Step off the p
lane, hop into
the sedan
I return to th
e house, not a
kid, not a ma
n
Screaming "Eve
*
ryone hear it
for the eight-
four five"
Where complace
ncy rules and
the kids only
die
If they stray
from the mark,
if they keep
themselves cle
an
And they tore
down the park,
now I'm stuck
in my dreams
[Chorus]
And I might be
flying home t
oday, but I'm
not going home
'Cause everyth
ing I thought
I knew has pro
ven to be wron
g
And I'm desper
ate to the poi
nt of flying s
traight into
The over-drink
ing night that
leave you fee
ling torn
I'm leaving, I
'm leaving for
New York
[Bridge]
An orange and
yellow armada
of delivery tr
ucks is all I
can see
From the windo
w of this Uber
I'm reminded t
hat the world
won't stop for
me
But no one eve
r really stops
to think
I might be fly
ing home today
, but I'm not
going home
'Cause everyth
ing I thought
I knew has pro
ven to be wron
g
[Chorus]
And I'm desper
ate to the poi
nt of flying s
traight into
The over-drink
ing night that
leave you fee
ling torn
I'm leaving, I
'm leaving, I'
m leaving for
New York
I'm leaving fo
r New York
I'm leaving fo
r New York
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*: strum once