Gun Has No Trigger
The Dirty ProjectorsVersion1
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Cool!
If you had looked
You might've just seen them
Strut in the background
You'd see the oceans
Swell and the mountains shook
You'd see a million colors if you really looked
Now, quick, the night draws near
Her curtain spreads clear
The safety's off, but the gun has no trigger
If you had looked, you'd be no one's coward
Distance, justice, power
You'd glimpse the password
You wouldn't need the book
You'd own both slave and master if you just had looked
But now the banks all close
And nothing gets bigger
The crowd will yell, but the gun has no trigger
If you had looked, you might reconsider
Or, just maybe, you already have
They want you sleeping
You watch their garbage cook
You'd weep a bowl of tears if you had looked
But now the gate comes down
The pangs are growing dimmer
You hold a gun to your head, but the gun has no trigger
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Readable chord sheet for Gun Has No Trigger by The Dirty Projectors
e|--0--| B|--0--| G|--1--| D|--1--| A|--2--| E|--2--| Cool! [Am] [Dm] [F] [Am] [F] [A] [Am] [E] [Eadd][C] [Am]If you had l[Dm]ooked You [F]might've just [Am]seen them [F]Strut in the [A]backgro[Am]und [E] [Eadd] [C] [C]You'd see the [Am]oceans [C]Swell and the [Am]mountains [F]shook [C] [Am]You'd see a [F]million [A]colors [E]if you really look[Eadd]ed [C] [F]Now, [G]quick, the [C]night draws[F] near [F]Her [G]curtain [F]spreads [C]clear [F]The [G]safety's [Am]off, [F]but the [E]gun has no [A]trigger If you had looked, you'd be no one's coward Distance, justice, power You'd glimpse the password You wouldn't need the book You'd own both slave and master if you just had looked But now the banks all close And nothing gets bigger The crowd will yell, but the gun has no trigger If you had looked, you might reconsider Or, just maybe, you already have They want you sleeping You watch their garbage cook You'd weep a bowl of tears if you had looked But now the gate comes down The pangs are growing dimmer You hold a gun to your head, but the gun has no trigger