Ode To The Mets - The Strokes

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Capo: Fret 2
Tuning: , E A D G B E

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[Intro]

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[Verse 1]

            
Up on his hors

              
e, up on his h


orse
           
Not gonna wake

             
 up here anymo


re
            
Listen one tim

              
e, it's not th

   
e truth
              
It's just the 

           
story I tell t

   
o you
            
Easy to say, e

        
asy to do
             
But it's not e

#            
asy, well mayb

       
e for you
              
Hope that you 

            
find it, hope 

           
that it's good
              
Hope that you 

           
read it, think

            
 that you shou

ld
              
Cuts you some 

            
slack as he si

    
ts back
           
Sizes you up, 

             
plans his atta


ck

(Spoken)
 
Da-da-da
            
Drums please, 

    
Fab

              
And I got it a

           
ll, I got it a


ll
            
Waitin' for me

              
 down on the s

 
treet
              
But now you go

           
tta do somethi

              
n' special for

 
 me
            
I'm gonna say 

              
what's on my m


ind
              
Then I'll walk

           
 out, then I'l

        
l feel fine
              
Yeah, I'm unde

            
r his thumb, I

           
'm on his back
           
I will not sho

              
w my teeth too

 
 quick
              
I needed you t

            
here, I needed

       
 you there
              
But I didn't k

           
now, I didn't 

  
know


[Break]

   
Go alone
        
I'll go alone
        
We'll go alone
        
I'll go alone


[Instrumental]

      


[Verse 2]

              
Back from his 

            
trip, he's at 

     
the door
              
When he gets b

           
ack, he's on t

     
he phone
            
Innocent eye, 

          
innocent heart
              
No, it's not w

           
rong, but it's

      
 not right
            
Innocent time,

             
 out on his ow

n
           
Not gonna do t

              
hat, fuck, I'm

            
 out of contro

l
            
I was just bor

              
ed, playin' th

      
e guitar
              
Learned all yo

           
ur tricks, was

         
n't too hard
              
It's the last 

            
one now, I can

              
 promise you t

 
hat
              
I'm gonna find

           
 out the truth

            
 when I get ba

ck


[Break]

     
Aaah  Aaah
     
Aaah  Aaah
     
Aaah  Aaah
     
Aaah  Aaah


[Verse 3]


Gone now are t

he old times
            
Forgotten, tim

              
e to hold on t

   
he railing
              
The Rubik's Cu

         
be isn't solvi

ng for us

Old friends, l

ong forgotten
     
They all wait 

at the bottom 

of
    
The ocean now 

has swallowed
             
The only thing

        
 that's left i

s us
              
So pardon the 


silence that y

ou're hearing
             
Is turnin' int

              
o a deafening,

             
 painful, sham

     
eful roar


[Outro]

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