Blue Moon
The KillsVersion1
90
Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
e----
B----
G----
D--0-
A--0-
E--X-
Other chords are all powerchords
Wake up to a blue moon in the sky
A cool china blue
Hear the thunder of life driving by
Guess it's finally on the loose
And I smell the soot sweat
On the sick-a-more trees
As the branches collide
With every thought I think
Now the neighborhood cat is calling
He can't sleep
Says the oxygen in the needle and pin
Has sprung a leak
Well he really took his chance
Crossing his heart, hoping to die
He was young and he was happy
At the time (At the time)
It seems to be like cinema
Silver turns to it's old tricks
Magic loses all it's magic
And you know what it really is
The young men who used to
Use their knuckles, are gone
But the tadpoles keep on multiplying
Down in the swamp
When the pearly gates do open
Dragging their legs out of spite
Inside a woman sits to greet you
Welcome home to the night
It's the last motel
With electric, she says
Take a seat while the maid
Goes and cleans up your mess
Honey it could take an hour
It could take all year
It could take a century
For your bad name to clear
Wake up to a blue moon in the sky
A cool china blue
Hear the thunder of life driving by
Guess it's finally on the move
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Readable chord sheet for Blue Moon by The Kills
[D] e---- B---- G---- D--0- A--0- E--X- Other chords are all powerchords [B]Wake up to a blue [F#]moon in the sky [B]A cool [F#]china blue [B]Hear the thunder of li[F#]fe driving by [B]Guess it's finally on [F#]the loose [G]And I smell the [F]soot [D]sweat On the [G]sick-a-[F]more [D]trees As the [G]branc[F]hes col[D]lide With ev[G]ery t[F]hought I [D]think Now the neighborhood cat is calling He can't sleep Says the oxygen in the needle and pin Has sprung a leak Well he really took his chance Crossing his heart, hoping to die He was young and he was happy At the time (At the time) It seems to be like cinema Silver turns to it's old tricks Magic loses all it's magic And you know what it really is The young men who used to Use their knuckles, are gone But the tadpoles keep on multiplying Down in the swamp When the pearly gates do open Dragging their legs out of spite Inside a woman sits to greet you Welcome home to the night It's the last motel With electric, she says Take a seat while the maid Goes and cleans up your mess Honey it could take an hour It could take all year It could take a century For your bad name to clear Wake up to a blue moon in the sky A cool china blue Hear the thunder of life driving by Guess it's finally on the move