Day The Aliens Came
Mountain GoatsVersion1
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I will wake up at six a.m. again.
and I will find my way to the front door
like a soldier crawling through the smoking carnage.
smoldering bodies at my feet,
I'd love to stick around, but I've got someone to meet.
and I will put my best foot forward.
and I'll thank god I made it out of there
on the day when my new friends come.
I will present myself in my nice white tuxedo jacket.
and I will look out at the day through my dark sunglasses,
and take in the scene.
the house behind me and the people in it
will all go up like steam in just a minute.
there's gonna be a redefining of some borders,
and I will receive my orders
on the day when my new friends come.
the rooftops and the sidewalks
will all melt like plastic.
and oh friends, old friends, dear friends,
I'm gonna look fantastic.
there won't be any reason left to cry
'cause there won't be any people left to cry for.
my memory's gonna vaporize itself.
and my italian shoes, well, they will be to die for.
I believe I can fly.
might you look up at me and wave goodbye
on the day when my new friends come?
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Readable chord sheet for Day The Aliens Came by Mountain Goats
[A]I will wake up a[D]t six a.[E]m. again[A]. [D] [E] [A]and I will find my way t[D]o the fr[E]ont door like a s[A]oldier crawling [D]through [E]the smoking carnage. [D]smoldering bodies at my fee[A]t, I'd l[D]ove to stick around, but I've got s[E]omeone to meet. and I wi[A]ll put my best foot forw[D]ard. [E] and I'll[A] thank god I made it out[D] of ther[E]e on the d[A]ay when my new friends c[D]ome. [E] I will present myself in my nice white tuxedo jacket. and I will look out at the day through my dark sunglasses, and take in the scene. the house behind me and the people in it will all go up like steam in just a minute. there's gonna be a redefining of some borders, and I will receive my orders on the day when my new friends come. [F#]the rooftops and the sid[A]ewalks [F#]will all melt like plast[A]ic. [F#]and oh friends, old frie[A]nds, dear friends, [D]I'm gonna look fantastic[E]. there won't be any reason left to cry 'cause there won't be any people left to cry for. my memory's gonna vaporize itself. and my italian shoes, well, they will be to die for. I believe I can fly. might you look up at me and wave goodbye on the day when my new friends come?