Lovecraft In Brooklyn

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[A] [A]-[B] x3

[A] [A] [G]

[A] [A] [B]

[A]It[A]’s[B] gonna be too hot to breathe today
[A]Bu[A]t [B]everybody’s out here on the street
[A]So[A]me[G]body’s opened up the fire hydrant
[A]Co[A]ld[B] water rushing out in sheets

Some kid in a marcus alan jersey
Asks me for a cigarette
Companionship is where you find it
So I take what I can get

[A]Hubcaps on the cars like funhouse mirrors
[G]Stick to the shadows when I can
Lovecraft in Brook[B]lyn

When the sun goes down the armies of the voiceless
Several hundred thousand strong
Call me without their bandages
Their voices raised in song
When the streetlights sputter out
They make this awful sizzling sound
I cast my gaze towards the pavement
Too many bloodstains on the ground

Rhode island drops into the ocean
No place to call home anymore

Lovecraft in Brooklyn

[G]Head outside most
[A]Everyday to
[G]try to keep the
[A]wolves away
[G]imagine nice things

[A]I might say    [G]
[A]if company should come

woke up afraid of my own shadow
like genuinely afraid
headed for the pawnshop
to buy myself a switchblade
someday something’s coming
from way out beyond the stars
to kill us while we stand here
it’ll store our brains in mason jars

and then the girl behind the counter
she asks me how I feel today

I feel like lovecraft in Brooklyn

(Yeah!) [not cheering for myself for submitting a tab, John Darnielle says that in the song]