Part Of The Band chords by The 1975

• Capo on 4th
• Difficulty: Beginner

🎸 Intro:

D A



🎸 Verse 1:
G          D              A
She was part of the Air Force
I was part of the band
         Bm
I always used to bust into her hand
G      D    A   Bm
 In my, my, my imagination
G        D             A
I was living my best life, living with my parents
        Bm
Way before the paying penance and verbal propellants
G      D    A
 And my, my, my cancellation, hm, yeah

🎸 Instrumental:
G D A Bm
G D A


🎸 Verse 2:
   G          D
And I fell in love with a boy, it was kinda lame
A         Bm
 I was Rimbaud and he was Paul Verlaine
G      D    A
 In my, my, my imagination
G          D          A
 So many cringes and heroin binges
A           Bm
I was coming off the hinges, living on the fringes
 G    D    A
Of my, my, my imagination, oh, yeah


🎸 Pre-Chorus:
Em G A
   Enough about me now
Em G      A
   "You gotta talk about the people, baby"
Em G A
   But that's kind of the idea


🎸 Chorus:
Bm         A
At home, somewhere I don't like
G          D
Eating stuff off of motorbikes
G            A F#
Coming to her lookalikes
Bm       A
I can't get the language right
   G        D    G D A D
Just tell me what's unladylike


🎸 Verse 3:
      G     D        A
I know some Vaccinista tote bag chic baristas
             Bm
Sitting in east on their communista keisters
G     D        A
 Writing about their ejaculations
      G         D
"I like my men like I like my coffee
      A               Bm
Full of soy milk and so sweet, it won't offend anybody"
   G       D      A   D
Whilst staining the pages of the nation, oh, yeah


🎸 Pre-Chorus:
Em G  A
   A Xanax and a Newport
Em G       A             Em G A
   "Well I take care of my kids", she said


🎸 Chorus:
  Bm       A
The worst inside of us begets
   G       D
That feeling on the internet
   G
It's like someone intended it
   A      F#
(Like advertising cigarettes)
 Bm       A
A diamond in the rough begets
G         D   G    A
The diamond with a scruff you get


Instrumental 🎸 Bridge:
G D
G D A
G D A Bm
G D A
G D A Bm
G D A D


🎸 Outro:
  G           D
Am I ironically woke? The butt of my joke?
   A           Bm
Or am I just some post-coke, average, skinny bloke
G      D    A
 Calling his ego imagination?
     G          D           A
I've not picked up that in a thousand four hundred days
          Bm
And nine hours and sixteen minutes, babe
G        D    A   D
 It's kind of my daily iteration

G D A Bm
G D