10 Grains
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Dear minister of photography, would you please explain
How come she'll find oranges in your apple tree down memorylane
She looks somewhat familiar in her apron and her hat, like no one ever
sung
This quotation is such to interpret, guess you're the only one
She said ten grains is enough for you
When sirenes getting hold of you
Now I come to think of, what she really meant
Anyway don't get so wet about this lookalike lament
And I surely wanna take her, ofcourse I wanna take her,
where she's never been
Where pressure people shrink, or just afraid to go to,
somewhere inbetween
But she said ten grains is enough for you
When sirens getting hold of you
Apprehension, I had to dig it ten feet underground
Final, I still love you somehow
Well the ancient apecall, sense of gloom showing on my screen
Stop this nonsense, stop this nonsense,
don't get fooled by the pityqueen.
Blister on my soul, well that sounds nice, pathetic poem to my girl
Boy, you still haven't grown up, see you dazzling in this women's world
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Readable chord sheet for 10 Grains by De Artsen
[C] [C] [C] [C] [C]Dear minister of photography, would you [F]please explain [C]How come she'll find oranges in your apple tree [F]down memorylane [C]She looks somewhat familiar in her apron and her hat, like [F]no one ever sung [C]This quotation is such to interpret, guess you're the [F]only one [C]She said ten grains is [Am]enough for [F]you [C]When sirenes getting [Am]hold of [F]you Now I come to think of, what she really meant Anyway don't get so wet about this lookalike lament And I surely wanna take her, ofcourse I wanna take her, where she's never been Where pressure people shrink, or just afraid to go to, somewhere inbetween [C]But she said ten grains is e[Am]nough for [F]you [C]When sirens getting [Am]hold of [F]you [C]Apprehension, I had to [Am]dig it ten feet under[F]ground [C]Final, I still [Am]love you some[F]how Well the ancient apecall, sense of gloom showing on my screen Stop this nonsense, stop this nonsense, don't get fooled by the pityqueen. Blister on my soul, well that sounds nice, pathetic poem to my girl Boy, you still haven't grown up, see you dazzling in this women's world OUTTAKE [C] [F] [C] [F]