She Aint Speakin Now - of Montreal
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SHE AIN'T SPEAKIN' NOW - OF MONTREAL
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Created by: dcolspector
Many of the chords are barred, so play around with different inversions and shapes. For instance, try
the Bb into C in the verses as E shapes (on the 6th and 8th frets, respectively). Use that same Bb
shape when it is used alongside the Fmaj7 (which I notated just below this – it is the Cmaj7 shape on
the 5th fret).
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(Only a hammer
-on for the no
n-Dm chords)
Like some s
epulchral tabl
eaux,
I sit frozen h
olding your ha
nd.
Though I’m try
ing to think o
nly,
Positive thoug
hts I understa
nd.
That this to
morrow,
May not be the
tomorrow that
,
Your evisce
rating sufferi
ng will end, o
h.
Will you ev
er be yourself
again?
Single notes – [ ]
Girl with the
flu, I hear th
e death rune,
She ain’t doin
' well.
Her eyes they
seem cast and
fatherless.
Her psyche's c
racked or, any
how,
She ain't spea
kin' now.
(Only a hammer
-on for the no
n-Dm chords)
Nightfall, lik
e some leaden
sea,
Dilates as I h
old vigil by y
our bed.
Watching the p
illowcase soak
ing with sweat
around your h
ead.
I can't repe
l the snaking
veil of mo
rbidity,
That's dis- fi
guring the ser
aph of your
face.
Oh, the organi
sm's been deba
sed.
Girl with the
flu, I hear th
e death rune,
She ain’t doin
' well.
Her eyes they
seem cast and
fatherless.
Her psyche's s
hattered or, a
nyhow,
She ain't spea
kin' now.
You scream t
hat the books
are falling of
f the shelves
onto you, but,
I can't se
e them.
Your halluci
nation ravings
, I'm writing
them all down
so,
You can read
them,
When your mind
no longer ach
es and your fe
brility breaks
.
Girl with the
flu, I hear th
e death rune,
She ain’t doin
' well.
Her eyes they
seem cast and
fatherless.
Her psyche's c
racked or, any
how,
She ain't spea
kin' now.
Girl with the
flu, I hear th
e death rune,
She ain’t doin
' well.
Her eyes they
seem cast and
fatherless.
Her psyche's s
hattered or, a
nyhow,
She ain't spea
kin' now.