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Mother Superior

Coheed And Cambria
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Strum
D-DU-UDU
 0001xx or 000101
Here,  sleep at the bottom  of hell
Your  time has come to pick the road
 You'll walk in this tale
 Turned and as a coward  you've learned
 Through sickness  and health, there's only one
 Now go and bite your tongue
 You'll just say the worst of me
 With a hope  they'll understand
No,  they know you're just a boy
 So grow up and be a man
 Little baby, kicking,  you scream and whine
Victims  pay the price eventually
 The curse that sees your life
 You've got nothing  to prove,  stay afraid
 Young brother,  you've got nothing  to prove
 Your answer  is in there, just stare  down the barrel
 Your sincerest  apologies, wont write  you out of this one
 Tonight,  you'll find the right
 In the pull  of the trigger now bite
 Oh young fools,  don't cry...anymore
 A fear  sleeps inside your stomach...it  swells
 A torn  boy alone in need of fix
 And the pinch that cures the itch
 For too long, this little baby  has cried on
 For tomorrow,  we'll sing the words and song
 Of a time where glad is long gone
You'll  just say the worst of me
 With a hope  they'll understand
No,  they know you're just a boy
 So grow up and be that man
 Little baby, kicking,  you scream and whine
Victims  pay the price eventually
 The curse that sees your life
 You've got nothing  to prove,  stay afraid
 Young brother,  you've got nothing  to prove
 Your answer  is in there, just stare  down the barrel
 Your sincerest  apologies, wont write  you out of this one
 Tonight,  you'll find the right
 In the pull  of the trigger now bite
 Oh young fools,  don't cry...
Mother  superior, come  catch the rabbit he runs,  my how've you been?
 You frightened  of leaving this truly  gone fishing amalgam
 Go fetch your gun
 Your answer  is in there, just stare  down the barrel
 Your sincerest  apologies, wont write  you out of this one
Tonight,  you'll find the right
 In the pull  of the trigger now bite
 Oh young fools,  don't cry...
 Not anymore...
 Don't cry  boy, not anymore
 Don't cry  boy, not anymore
 Don't cry  boy...
 When your sick  to the stomach, just pull  out the knife, oh  no
 Don't cry  boy, not anymore
 Don't cry  boy, not anymore
 Don't cry  boy, not anymore
 When your sick  to the stomach, just pull  out the knife, on  no
 Ahhhs=x6
 Ahhh - ah - ah  - ahhhhh

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Readable chord sheet for Mother Superior by Coheed And Cambria

[E/D] 0001xx or 000101

[Dm] [F] [C] [Bb]
[Dm] [F] [C] [Bb]

[Dm]Here, sleep at the [F]bottom of hell
[C]Your time has come to pick the [Bb]road
You'll walk in this t[Dm]ale
Turned and as a c[F]oward you've learned
Through [C]sickness and health, there's only [Bb]one
Now go and bite your t[Dm]ongue

You'll just say the worst of me
With a [F]hope they'll understand
[C]No, they know you're just a [Bb]boy
So grow up and be a [Dm]man

Little baby, [F]kicking, you scream and whine
[C]Victims pay the price ev[Bb]entually
The curse that sees your life[Dm]      [Dm]         [E/D]

You've got n[Bb]othing to prove[Bb],  [C] stay af[Dm]raid
Young [Dm]bro[E/D]ther, you've got [Bb]nothing to prove[Bb]   [C]

Your [Bb]answer is in there, just [C]stare down the barrel
Your sin[F]cerest apologies, wont [Dm]write you out of this one
Ton[Bb]ight, you'll find the r[C]ight
In the [F]pull of the trigger now [Dm]bite
Oh young [Bb]fools, don't [C]cry...anym[Dm]ore [F]    [C]       [Bb]

[Dm] [F] [C] [Bb]

A [Dm]fear sleeps inside your [F]stomach...it swells
A [C]torn boy alone in need of [Bb]fix
And the pinch that cures the [Dm]itch
For too long, this little [F]baby has cried on
For [C]tomorrow, we'll sing the words and [Bb]song

Of a time where glad is long gone

[Dm]You'll just say the worst of me
With a [F]hope they'll understand
[C]No, they know you're just a boy
So grow up and be that [Dm]man

Little baby, [F]kicking, you scream and whine
[C]Victims pay the price ev[Bb]entually
The curse that sees your life[Dm]      [Dm]         [E/D]

You've got [Bb]nothing to prove[Bb],  [C] stay af[Dm]raid
Young [Dm]bro[E/D]ther, you've got [Bb]nothing to prove[Bb]   [C]

Your [Bb]answer is in there, just [C]stare down the barrel
Your sin[F]cerest apologies, wont [Dm]write you out of this one
Ton[Bb]ight, you'll find the r[C]ight
In the [F]pull of the trigger now [Dm]bite
Oh young [Bb]fools, don't [C]cry...

[F]Mother superior, [Dm]come catch the rabbit he [Am]runs, my how've you [C]been?
You [F]frightened of leaving this [Dm]truly gone fishing amal[Am]gam
Go fetch your [C]gun

Your [Bb]answer is in there, just [C]stare down the barrel
Your sin[F]cerest apologies, wont [Dm]write you out of this one
[Bb]Tonight, you'll find the r[C]ight
In the [F]pull of the trigger now [Dm]bite
Oh young [Bb]fools, don't [C]cry...
Not any[Bb]more...

Don't [C]cry boy, not any[Bb]more
Don't [C]cry boy, not any[Bb]more
Don't [C]cry boy...
When your [F]sick to the stomach, just [F]pull out the knife, o[Bb]h no
Don't [C]cry boy, not any[Bb]more
Don't [C]cry boy, not any[Bb]more
Don't [C]cry boy, not any[Bb]more
When your [F]sick to the stomach, just [F]pull out the knife, o[Bb]n no

Ahhhs=x6
Ahhh - ah - a[C]h - ahhhhh  [Bb]

[F] [F]

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