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In Our Gun

Gomez
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D-DU-UDU
 The first  words that came could've been  more inspired
 You must be hungry  or tired or frozen
 So put  up your feet, throw some coal  on the fire
 And weave  us a tale of delight
 So we sit  in our gun and we wait  for our turn
 We'll be waiting  all of the night
 So we sit  in our gun and we wait  for our turn
 We'll be waiting  all of our lives
 We're all  to blame
 We hide  away
Let's  take the sand  from this bottomless pit
 It's hell  to pay
 So run  away
 Destroy  on command  all who came  and then quit
 It's been carefully  planned by the ones  you won't see
 Send out the monkeys,  they come out of the bushes
 To piss  in the punch and then smash  up the decks
 It's your party,  we're all obliged
 So we sit  in our gun and we wait  for our turn
 I think you hurt  him, there's blood on the floor
 So we sit  in our gun, can I ask  what you're on
 If you made  it there's hope for us all
 We're all  to blame
 We hide  away
Let's  take the sand  from this bottomless pit
 There's hell  to pay
 So run  away
 Destroy  on command  all who came  and then quit
 You're all  the same
 So hide  away
Let's  steal the sand  from this bottomless  pit

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Readable chord sheet for In Our Gun by Gomez

The [Am]first words that came could've [E7]bee[Ab]n more inspired
You must be [F]hungry or tired or f[E]rozen
So [Am]put up your feet, throw some [E7]coa[Ab]l on the fire
And [F]weave us a tale of de[E]light

So we [Am]sit in our gun and we [E7]wai[Ab]t for our turn
We'll be [F]waiting all of the [E]night
So we [Am]sit in our gun and we [E7]wai[Ab]t for our turn
We'll be [F]waiting all of our [E]lives

We're [C]all to [G]blame
We [C]hide a[G]way
[C]Let's take the [G]sand from this [Em]bottomless [F]pit
It's [C]hell to [G]pay
So [C]run a[G]way
Dest[C]roy on com[G]mand all who [Em]came and then [E]quit

It's been [Am]carefully planned by the [E7]one[Ab]s you won't see
Send out the [F]monkeys, they come out of the [E]bushes
To [Am]piss in the punch and then [E7]sma[Ab]sh up the decks
It's your [F]party, we're all o[E]bliged

So we [Am]sit in our gun and we [E7]wai[Ab]t for our turn
I think you [F]hurt him, there's blood on the [E]floor
So we [Am]sit in our gun, can I [E7]ask[Ab] what you're on
If you [F]made it there's hope for us [E]all

We're [C]all to [G]blame
We [C]hide a[G]way
[C]Let's take the [G]sand from this [Em]bottomless [F]pit
There's [C]hell to [G]pay
So [C]run a[G]way
Des[C]troy on com[G]mand all who [Em]came and then [F]quit
You're [C]all the [G]same
So [C]hide a[G]way
[C]Let's steal the [G]sand from this [Em]bottomless pit        [E]

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