Baseball chords by Hippo Campus

Intro:
A C#m F#m E (x2)

Verse 1:
A     C#m     D   F#m
 I saw a cigarette contend
      C#            D
It was the smell of death that kept strolling in
A      C#m        D   F#m
 Maybe that henna'd back of yours
       C#   E
That held me back, back from keeping score

Chorus:
A        C#m
There goes that moonboy
    D
Looking jungly
       E
With all his leaves a-growing
A         C#m
 Split down that long back
      D
He would've thought that
    E
If you got to know his
A           C#m
 True blue with your fists up
      D
You little kiss up
    E
Wishin' things were heavy
A          C#m
 That's fine in the end though
        D
Where'd all our friends go
    E
We can dip if you're ready

Interlude:
A C#m F#m E (x2)

Verse 2:
A      C#m      F#m  E
 I bet you take me for a fool
A          C#m        F#m          E
 Nothing like, like rules the cool sensation of Pollock and Jules
A       C#m     F#m  E
 Some weird abandon in sheets
A          C#m
 Though the tongue tastes good
  F#m        E
My grammar's falling from the cheeks

Chorus:
A        C#m
There goes that moonboy
    D
Looking jungly
       E
With all his leaves a-growing
A         C#m
 Split down that long back
      D
He would've thought that
    E
If you got to know his
A           C#m
 True blue with your fists up
      D
You little kiss up
    E
Wishin' things were heavy
A          C#m
 That's fine in the end though
        D
Where'd all our friends go
    E
We can dip if you're ready

Refrain:
A C#m F#m
E   A   C#m F#m
I was wrong
      E      A C#m F#m
You were a friendly kid
E   A   C#m F#m
I was wrong
      E
You were a friendly kid

Bridge:
A  C# F#m E
Fill the raf- ters
A   C#  F#m D
Right field dan- ces
Em    D
Baseball diamonds
A  C# F#m E  Dm  E7
Take our chances out

Pre-Chorus:
A          C#m        D
 There's somethin' fiction 'bout the way that reality's going
A        C#m       F#m
 Seems like the chakra's playing hopscotch
 D
Anxiety growing
A       C#m       D
 Some cordial framework of the sunset; A yellow made out of gray
A       C#m     D
 My bones are tired of the body that woke me up today

Chorus:
A         C#m
 There goes that moonboy
    D
Looking jungly
       E
With all his leaves a-growing
A         C#m
 Split down that long back
      D
He would've thought that
    E
If you got to know his
A           C#m
 True blue with your fists up
      D
You little kiss up
    E
Wishin' things were heavy
A          C#m
 That's fine in the end though
        D
Where'd all our friends go
    E
We can dip if you're ready

Outro:
A C#m F#m
E   A   C#m F#m
I was wrong
      E      A C#m F#m
You were a friendly kid
E   A   C#m F#m
I was wrong
      E
You were a friendly kid
A
 I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong
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