Nighthawks Lament chords by Marisa Yeaman

SimplifiedG · Em · Asus2 · C · Esus4 …

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G
Em
Asus2
C
Esus4
Am
D
Bm
A

Intro 1

Asus2

Esus4

Asus2

Verse 1
Em 
Did you get your feet wet
in the baroque and twisted night,
Asus2 
between the smell of       stale cigarettes,
Em 
the dark of burned out spotlights,
rooms burst into the seams,
full of sweat and broken hearts,
Asus2 
Endless     indiscretions,
Em 
young blood burnin' bright
Asus2 
Em 
Barmaids counting tips
Esus4 
while the drunks recite     the truth
Asus2 
The lonely   troubadour
lies tangled in the proof
Em 
The early hours of morning,
the ringing in your ears
Asus2 
The cold wind blows the      gutters,
Em 
Asus2 
the nighthawks disappear
C 
Trams outside beat
their own rhythm
Am 
C 
Corporates ply their trade
Melbourne winter bites down hard
Am 
Em 
D 
As an era slips away
Esus4 
D 
Asus2 
Em 
Stretch the time that's dormant
between the twilight and the dawn
Asus2 
Till the black    curtain comes up
and another band gets born
Em 
Disciples to the scene
G 
Bm 
are loyal to the cause
G 
Asus2 
Lost now      to the echoes
Am 
of long silent applause
Em 
That give you twenty for the petrol
and a belly full of booze
Asus2 
If you don't like the deal,
there's a hundred more that do
Em 
The devil's in the dock,
there's thieves basking in the shade
Asus2 
No one      gets a break in this town
Em 
unless someone's getting paid
Asus2 
Esus4 
Em 
C 
Trams outside beat their
own rhythm
Am 
Corporates ply their trade
C 
Melbourne Windsor lights down the hall
Am 
C 
Am 
as the music fades away
Em 
D 
Esus4 
Em 
Asus2 
Em 
Boards upon the windows,
G 
D 
another bar closed down
Asus2 
And it's place a slick cafe
or a tabaret is found
Em 
A   big screen TV
Esus4 
takes the place of the stage
Asus2 
It's     easier for business,
Em 
we save money on PA
There'll always be a circus,
hell, there'll always be a clown
Asus2 
But will anyone   be listening
when the warning siren
Am 
sounds?
Em 
Now they're stealing all the music,
Esus4 
the streets don't rock     at night
Asus2 
The great minds and mouths are silent,
you can't give a blind man
Em 
Esus4 
D 
Asus2 
sight
Em 
C 
The trams outside
beat their own rhythm,
Am 
C 
the corporates ply their trains,
Melbourne winter bites down hard
Am 
Em 
Esus4 
Asus2 
as the music slips away
Em 
Somewhere in a back room
on the outskirts of the town
C 
Some kids they get together
G 
searching for a sound
Em 
But baby it's a long way
to where they want to be
C 
Let's just sell your soul
G 
to I .O reality TV
C 
They can't find an audience,
Am 
they can't even find a bar
C 
Everyone's in their lounge rooms now,
Am 
playing air guitar
G 
A 
And it comes easy, that life on MTV
Em 
C 
They got the whole world
at their fingertips
Bm 
Em 
G 
Asus2 
and nothing to see
Em 
C 
The trams outside
beat their own rhythm,
Am 
the corporates ply their trains,
C 
Melbourne winter bites down hard
Am 
Em 
as an era slips away
Esus4 
Asus2 
Em 
Don't wait on a living,
hoping spark will turn to flame
Asus2 
Breathing      passion from the soul,
bringing truth to slay their shame
Em 
Like flowers in the desert,
Esus4 
or diamonds in the      dark
D 
Asus2 
In the age      of reproduction,
Em 
Asus2 
we forget about us.
C 
Trams outside beat their own rhythm.
Am 
The corporates ply their trade.
C 
Melbourne winter bites
Am 
C 
down hard.
Trams outside beat their
Am 
own rhythm
Corporates ply their trade
C 
Now the winter bites down hard
Am 
G 
And this mirror fades away
C 
Em 
Thank you for watching!