Shadow Of Seattle
Marcy PlaygroundVersion1
90
Chords in this song
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Rain
Like tin angels falling
Down
Like a mission and we're
Halfway there
>From some old dried up
Fried forgotten town
Why
Won't they let us be
Ourselves
With our potential we
Could tow the line
And show the bastards up
With our divine
Light!
See them running heading
howeward to Seattle
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Seize
All the records from the
Past
Hold for ransom all the
Artifacts
This ragged town protects
Them to the last
With lies, lies
Deem
All the liars in your tribe
To be the fires on the
Western side
of some old front we call
the war of art
Verse 1 again with the last two lines repeated three times.
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Readable chord sheet for Shadow Of Seattle by Marcy Playground
chords used: --0-- -2-- -3- --5- --8-- --0-- -2-- -3- --5- --8-- --1-- -3-- -4- --6- --9-- --2-- -4-- -5- --7- --10- --2-- -4-- -5- --7- --10- --0-- -2-- -3- --5- --8-- [E] [F#] [G] [A] [C] [F#] [A] Ra[F#]in [A] Li[F#]ke tin angels[A] falling Do[F#]wn [A] [F#] Like a missio[A]n and we're [F#] Halfway there[A] >F[F#]rom some old dried up Fr[A]ied forgotten tow[F#]n [A] Wh[F#]y [A] Wo[F#]n't they let us be [A] Ou[F#]rselves [A] Wi[F#]th our potent[A]ial we Co[F#]uld tow the line [A] An[F#]d show the bastards up Wi[A]th our div[F#]ine Li[C]ght! [F#] [C] [F#] [C] [F#] [C] Se[F#]e them [E]running he[A]ading[G] [F#] [E] ho[A]weward[G] to Sea[F#]ttle [E] [A] [G] [F#] E|-------------------------- B|-------------------------- G|-------------------------- D|-------------------------- A|-------------------------- E|--0--2--4--5--7--9--0----- Seize All the records from the Past Hold for ransom all the Artifacts This ragged town protects Them to the last With lies, lies Deem All the liars in your tribe To be the fires on the Western side of some old front we call the war of art Verse 1 again with the last two lines repeated three times.