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Mary’s Market

God Help The Girl
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D-DU-UDU
 I want to win  this city in June
 I want to walk  down to the harbor
 I want to play  guitar like you
 I want a saint  to be my cellmate
 I want the last  dream to come true
 A train in everyone’s  back garden
 A tunnel to  the heart of you
 A summer Sunday  chiming off bodies  brown
 And the sleepy  way you said  my name
 As you turned  and read my fortune
 And you picked  up verses of ancient  texts
 That were dripping  with your legend
 You turned  to me and said
 You know you’re blowing  all your chances
 I asked  if there was time
 You said that nothing  was decided
 You played  me music I hadn’t  heard
 From a long  lost 80's box  set
 You cooked  me dinner I never  ate
 And we washed  up all my dishes
 The sun  was bloody, the sky  was dark
 And the bells  they kept on ringing
 The rats  were happy, the mice  were full
 And there was something  wrong with the plumbing
 You showed  me yesterday’s dress
 The one you nicked  from Mary’s Market
 You tried  to look like her
 Because you thought  that I would like  it
 I liked  you better I like  you loads
 I like  you unaffected
 Take your 80’s  records your books  by Joyce
 And you pack  ‘em up for the summer
 The wind  was fooling again
 And the sun  thought about setting
 You made  the shadow shapes on the wall
 You thought  I wasn’t watching
 The wind  was messing again
 And the sun  thought about leaving
 You made the dirty  shape on the wall
 You thought  I wasn’t watching
 It was liberating,  your puppet dance
 It was our one  true moment lasting
 You took  the slipper you took  the pear
 You made a still  life out of nothing
 I want a windless  city in June
 I want to walk  down to the shoreline
 I want infinity  in a girl
 I want a song  that kills me.

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Readable chord sheet for Mary’s Market by God Help The Girl

I want to [A]win this city in [E]June
I want to [B]walk down to the [E]harbor
I want to [A]play guitar like [E]you
I want a [B]saint to be my [E]cellmate

I want the [A]last dream to come [E]true
A train in [B]everyone’s back [E]garden
A tunnel [A]to the heart of [E]you
A summer [B]Sunday chiming off [E]bodies brown

And the [A]sleepy way you [E]said my name
As you [B]turned and read my [E]fortune
And you [A]picked up verses of [E]ancient texts
That were [B]dripping with your [E]legend

You [A]turned to me and [E]said
You know you’re [B]blowing all your ch[E]ances
I [A]asked if there was [E]time
You said that [B]nothing was de[E]cided

You [A]played me music I [E]hadn’t heard
From a [B]long lost 80's [E]box set
You [A]cooked me dinner I [E]never ate
And we [B]washed up all my [E]dishes

The [A]sun was bloody, the [E]sky was dark
And the [B]bells they kept on [E]ringing
The [A]rats were happy, the [E]mice were full
And there was [B]something wrong with the [E]plumbing

You [A]showed me yesterday’s [E]dress
The one you [B]nicked from Mary’s [E]Market
You [A]tried to look like [E]her
Because you [B]thought that I would [E]like it

I [A]liked you better I [E]like you loads
I [B]like you unaf[E]fected
Take your [A]80’s records your [E]books by Joyce
And you [B]pack ‘em up for the [E]summer

The [A]wind was fooling [E]again
And the [B]sun thought about [E]setting
You [A]made the shadow shapes on the [E]wall
You [B]thought I wasn’t [E]watching

The [A]wind was messing [E]again
And the [B]sun thought about [E]leaving
You made the [A]dirty shape on the [E]wall
You [B]thought I wasn’t [E]watching

It was [A]liberating, your puppet [E]dance
It was our [B]one true moment [E]lasting
You [A]took the slipper you [E]took the pear
You made a [B]still life out of [E]nothing

I want a [A]windless city in [E]June
I want to [B]walk down to the [E]shoreline
I want i[A]nfinity in a [E]girl
I want a [B]song that kills me.

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