Spirit Boy - Gang Of Youths
Capo: Fret 1
Tuning: Standard, E A D G B E
[Intro]
[Verse 1]
God died today
He left me in
the cold
He stumbled do
wn a path
He died upon h
is knees on
The way to the
commode
[Verse 2]
God died today
He skid in pou
ring rain
With his feet
up on the dash
Right off the
Chelsea Bridge
, Lord
Was hardly see
n again
[Chorus]
The gigs were
overlong
And most of th
em mundane
And the weathe
r climbed to t
wenty-somethin
g centigrade
And I, I've ne
ver been in Lo
ndon this time
of year
It's nice, but
I couldn't wa
it to slowly d
isappear
[Verse 3]
He died today
And hе did it
with a smile
Threw his body
in the bag
Thrеw on the I
TV, Lord
And laughed a
little while
[Verse 4]
In a kind of w
/
ay
It makes me fe
el at home
Superfluous as
shit
Digestible and
free, Lord
Within reach a
nd my control
Throw the kettle on
[Chorus]
The gigs were
overlong
And none of us
got paid
And the weathe
r climbed to t
hirty-somethin
g centigrade
And Christ, yo
u ever been in
London this t
ime of year?
It's nice, thi
nk I remembere
d why I liked
it here
[Interlude]
Tuia i runga
Tuia i raro
Ka tangi te titi
Ka tangi te ka
ka
Ka tangi hoki aha
Ko te timatang
a te kupu
Ko te atua te kupu
Ko te atua ano
atua kupu i t
e timatanga
E pa e manaakitia matau
E nga hou e wh
a moana nu a k
iwa
He aha te mea nui o te ao
He tangata
He tangata
He tangata
[Chorus]
You raised me
up now
And pulled me
out of my mind
And filled me
with significa
nce I cannot d
escribe
The tunes were
overdone
The well was a
ll but dry
And I still be
lieve magnific
ent isn't hard
to find
And I'm conval
escing slowly,
day by day
It's nice, I'm
still in Lond
on, living, by
the way
And I wanna li
ve it like it'
s worth someth
ing in time
I gotta give i
t time, give i
t time, give i
t time
[Refrain]
[x2]
[x2]
[Outro]
How normal all
the tragic fe
els
How tragic all
the normal is
Thereafter, th
e laughter
The real enrap
tured
But anyway, I
plan to stay
Attend the wee
kly football g
ame
Thereafter, th
ereafter
Tagaloa cried
and said, "Tho
ugh part of yo
u is dead
Don't waste a
minute of this
thing you hav
e left"
And he picked
me up just lik
e a father
And carried me
south-east, w
here the city
was calling
[x4]