Cotton Crush

[A2]    [B2]
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B--5--------|
G--6---9--8-|
D--7---9--9-|
A--0---x--x-|
E------9--9-|

e--------------------------|
B--4--2--4--2---2--2--2--2-|
G--2--2--2--2---4--2--4--2-|
D--2--2--2--2---2--2--2--2-|
A--0--0--0--0---0--0--0--0-|
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first verse is the intro repeated

[A]The bricks get laid,
and they get torn up,
and laid again,
but the bricks a[C#m]lways get torn up again.

[A]Your friends won't wait,
so don't believe that shit,
when they say they'll wait.
Trust me; your f[C#m]riends will not wait for you.

[C#m]   [B]   [A]

Then you'll be s[A]toned in some [B7]park,
just nodding your h[C#m]ead and pinching your ar[E]ms,
when a girl walks al[A]ong.
She's humming your s[B7]ong,
with your t-shir[C#m]t on.
That's when you're d[E]one,
Oh, that's when you're don[A2]e...

[A2] [B2] [A]

[A]There's a cotton crush
[A]down in the southern states.
[A]But back up here, man, we've got
so much t[C#m]hread and space
to waste, waste, waste.

[C#m]   [B]   [A]

[A]There's a microphone
picking every word up
and it shuts itself off
when it's sure that's its h[C#m]eard enough.....

The quiet [B]can scr[A]ape
all the calm from your b[B]ones,
but maybe it sh[C#m]ould.
Maybe we need to be h[E]ollowed
to get up and grow[A],
and stop fucking ar[B]ound,
to kick off our b[C#m]races and start straightening o[E]ut.
Let's sift through the [A]static
to find a simpler s[B]ound
Let's sift through the s[C#m]tatic
to find a simpler s[E]ound...
A simpler s[A]ound, a simpler s[B]ound
simpler s[C#m]ound than the shit that's clo[E]uding our heads now[A]

[A]   [B7]   [C#m]   [E]