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Dragon's Lair

Sunset Rubdown
Version1
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
 main riff throughout)
e---------------------------------------------------------0-|
B---------------------------------------------------------1-|
G---0-----0-------0---------------------------------------0-|
D-2---0-2---2---2---2-0-------0-2-3-2---------2-0---------2-|
A-----------------------3-2-----------3-0---0-----3-2-----3-|
E-----------------------------------------------------3-0---|
I’m  sorry that I’m late
I  went blind
 I got confetti  in my eyes
 I was held  up at yesterday’s parties
 I was needed  on the congo line
But  my dear, oh my dear
 I’d like to fight  the good fight for another couple of years
 ‘cause to say  the war is over is to say you are a widow
 You’re not a widow yet!
 You’re not a widow yet!
 You’re not a widow yet!
 You’re not a widow yet!
So  this one’s for the critics and their disappointed mothers
 For the cupid  and the hunter shooting arrows at each other
 Ain’t no such thing  as a saint,
 Ain’t no such thing as a sinner, oh
There’s  a swan among the pigeons of Barcelona’s floor
 There’s a Samson  with Delilahs lining up outside the door
 If you are sharpening  your scissors
I  am sharpening my scissors,
And  I am sharpening my sword
 So you can take  me to the dragon’s lair
 Or you can take  me to Rapunzel’s windowsill
 Either way  it is time for a bigger kind of kill
 A bigger kind of kill.
Oh  I see your face when I close my eyes
 Oh I see the muscles  in your legs from the way you always rise
 To the occasion  of catching things that fall
 Like the statuettes  on pedestals I tend to build too tall.
 But I have navigated  Iceland
 I’ve laid my  claim on Portugal
 I have seen  into the wasteland
 Oh the future
 Oh the future  of us all.
 (bridge, i think it's am, learn the guitar solo instead though, it's way cooler)
 I kicked  at a whole country
 Of  dead, dead leaves last fall
 I kicked  at a whole country
 Of  dead, dead leaves last fall
 Dead  leaves
 Dead  leaves
 Dead  leaves
 Dead  leaves
 Seen  from the back of a train
 Seen  from the back of a train
 I rode  away from your station
 I rode  away from your station
 They  drifted in the air
 They  drifted in the air
 Like  memoirs of old conversations
 Like  memoirs of old conversations
 Sprung  from a leather case
 Sprung  from a leather case
 You  opened in the wind
 You  opened in the wind
 To  watch the papers chase  each other
 To  watch the papers chase  each other
 Into  oblivion
 (You’re  such a champion
 You’re  such a champion
 I hide  behind your sun
 You  are the champion) x3
 So  you can take me to the dragon’s lair
 You  can take me to Rapunzel’s windowsill
 Either  way it is time,  oh it is time
 For a bigger kind of kill…
 A bigger kind of kill
 A bigger kind of kill
 A bigger kind of kill
 A bigger kind of kill  (repeat between C and F till ending)

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Readable chord sheet for Dragon's Lair by Sunset Rubdown

main riff throughout)

e---------------------------------------------------------0-|
B---------------------------------------------------------1-|
G---0-----0-------0---------------------------------------0-|
D-2---0-2---2---2---2-0-------0-2-3-2---------2-0---------2-|
A-----------------------3-2-----------3-0---0-----3-2-----3-|
E-----------------------------------------------------3-0---|

[C]I’m sorry that I’m late
[C]I went blind
I got [Em]confetti in my eyes
I was [F]held up at yesterday’s parties
I was n[C]eeded on the congo line

[C]But my dear, oh my dear
I’d like to f[Em]ight the good fight for another couple of years
‘cause to s[F]ay the war is over is to say you are a widow[C]

You’re not a widow yet[C]!
You’re not a widow yet[C]!
You’re not a widow yet[Dm]!
You’re not a widow yet[C]!

[C]So this one’s for the critics and their disappointed mothers
For the c[F]upid and the hunter shooting arrows at each other
Ain’t no such t[G]hing as a saint,
Ain’t no such thing as a sinner, oh[Am]

[Am]There’s a swan among the pigeons of Barcelona’s floor
There’s a S[G]amson with Delilahs lining up outside the door
If you are s[Dm]harpening your scissors
[Dm]I am sharpening my scissors,
[Am]And I am sharpening my sword
So you can [F]take me to the dragon’s lair
Or you can [Am]take me to Rapunzel’s windowsill
Either [G]way it is time for a bigger kind of kill

A bigger kind of k[F]ill.

[C]Oh I see your face when I close my eyes
Oh I see the [Em]muscles in your legs from the way you always rise
To the [F]occasion of catching things that fall
Like the [C]statuettes on pedestals I tend to build too tall.
But I have [Am]navigated Iceland
I’ve laid my[G] claim on Portugal
I have s[Dm]een into the wasteland
Oh the [F]future
Oh the [G]future of us al[Am]l.

(bridge, i think it's am, learn the guitar solo instead though, it's way cooler)

I [F]kicked at a whole country
Of[C] dead, dead leaves last fall
I [F]kicked at a whole country
Of[C] dead, dead leaves last fall
De[F]ad leaves  [C]
De[F]ad leaves  [C]
De[F]ad leaves  [C]
De[F]ad leaves  [C]
Se[F]en from the back of a t[C]rain
Se[F]en from the back of a t[C]rain
I [F]rode away from your sta[C]tion
I [F]rode away from your sta[C]tion
Th[F]ey drifted in the air  [C]
Th[F]ey drifted in the air  [C]
Li[F]ke memoirs of old conve[C]rsations
Li[F]ke memoirs of old conve[C]rsations
Sp[F]rung from a leather cas[C]e
Sp[F]rung from a leather cas[C]e
Yo[F]u opened in the wind   [C]
Yo[F]u opened in the wind   [C]
To[F] watch the papers chase[C] each other
To[F] watch the papers chase[C] each other
In[F]to oblivion            [C]

(Y[F]ou’re such a champion  [C]
Yo[F]u’re such a champion   [C]
I [F]hide behind your sun   [C]
Yo[F]u are the champion) x3 [C]

So[Dm] you can take me to the dragon’s l[Am]air     [F]             [C]
Yo[Dm]u can take me to Rapunzel’s window[Am]sill    [F]            [C]
Ei[Dm]ther way it is ti[Am]me, oh it is ti[G]me
For a bigger kind of k[F]ill…
A bigger kind of kil[C]l

A bigger kind of ki[F]ll
A bigger kind of ki[C]ll
A bigger kind of ki[F]ll  (repeat between C and F till ending)

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