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Flakes

Mystery Jets
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
 then E for a while back to the chord progression
This  song  Is one  I never thought  that I'd
play  But if you want  me gone
 There are kinder  ways to  say
So  long  than spitting  in my face
 They don’t teach  these things in school
 They just lay  down the rules which are there for you to
Which  are there for you to
If  I’m wrong
 Then dust  me off and put  me in my place,  but
 Drop a bomb
 Shall you blow me away  without even a trace?
 I’ll be gone  and I  won’t give  chase
‘Cause  when you’re in pieces, you pick up the bits, and nothing fits, and the wind blows
 You away
Oh,  the wind blows you away----
Oh,  the wind blows you away----
Oh,  the wind blows you away----
 etc etc... ;)
 I pray
 There will come a time when I think of you and I smile
 These days
 Everything seems too lost only a while (?)
 Remember the names
 For the day when we’d have a child
 But the trouble with dreams, they’re not what they seem, ‘cause when you awake, they
 through your fingers
 In flakes
 They fall through your fingers in flakes
 They fall through your fingers in flakes
 They fall through your fingers in flakes

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Plain-text tab for Flakes by Mystery Jets

{tuning: Standard (EADGBE)}
[C#m] [B] [Abm] [F#]

then   E    for a while back to the chord progression

[C#m]This s[B]ong Is [Abm]one I never [F#]thought that I'd
[C#m]play But if you w[B]ant me gone
There are k[Abm]inder ways [F#]to say
[C#m]So l[B]ong than [Abm]spitting in my f[F#]ace

They don’t t[E]each these things in school
They just l[E]ay down the rules which are there for you to
[B] [Abm] [F#]

{section: Break}
[E]Which are there for you to
[B] [Abm] [F#]

{section: Break}
[C#m]If I’m [B]wrong
Then [Abm]dust me off and p[F#]ut me in my [C#m]place, but
Drop a [B]bomb
Shall you blow me a[F#]way without even a [C#m]trace?
I’ll be [B]gone and [Abm]I won’t g[F#]ive chase

[E]‘Cause when you’re in pieces, you pick up the bits, and nothing fits, and the wind blows
You [B]aw[Abm]ay  [F#m]
[E]Oh, the wind blows you [B]aw[Abm]ay--[F#m]--
[E]Oh, the wind blows you [B]aw[Abm]ay--[F#m]--
[E]Oh, the wind blows you [B]aw[Abm]ay--[F#m]--

[vocalization] [E] [B] [Abm] [F#m] etc etc... ;)

I pray
There will come a time when I think of you and I smile
These days
Everything seems too lost only a while (?)
Remember the names
For the day when we’d have a child

But the trouble with dreams, they’re not what they seem, ‘cause when you awake, they
through your fingers
In flakes
They fall through your fingers in flakes
They fall through your fingers in flakes
They fall through your fingers in flakes

[vocalization]

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