Pink-Slips chords by
Okkervil River
Okkervil River

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Key: Bb major
Intro 1
F
F
Dm
Dm
Gm
Gm
Bb
Bb
C
C
Verse 1
F
F
Three
brides before breakfast
Dm
Dm
These reds, they're just rectus
Gm
Gm
Right hand on my heart around
Bb
Bb
C
C
My left hand snaps your necklace
F
F
Each day is a little more scary
Dm
Dm
Holding on, get away just barely
Gm
Gm
Bb
Bb
Moms and dads are rationing their cash
C
C
For the commissary
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
But I can't stop without
Bb
Bb
C
C
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
going all the way
Gm
Gm
C
C
It's a habit, someone gave me up
F
F
This man in the black cage,
Dm
Dm
canary 'the clips
Gm
Gm
Across here,
C
C
in a pink- slip
Interlude 1
F
F
Dm
Dm
Gm
Gm
Bb
Bb
C
C
Verse 2
F
F
Dm
Dm
This wish just to going back here
When I know it wasn't ever,
ever happening
Gm
Gm
Show me my best memory,
Bb
Bb
C
C
it's probably super crappy
F
F
Dm
Dm
Not here, standing sexless
with sluts of both sexes
Gm
Gm
Bb
Bb
Liars, lumps and drug addicts and drunks
C
C
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
I love my friends but I can't stop
Bb
Bb
C
C
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
without going all the way
Gm
Gm
C
C
And I've been that way since '83
F
F
Oh, midwife with a jet life or a
Dm
Dm
genie with a golden spur
Gm
Gm
C
C
A price to pay to pink- slips
F
F
Verse 3
A country Cadillac in the
valley of mirrors
Dm
Dm
With a cold cane, there was nobody here
Gm
Gm
Came for the communism,
I kissed it on the lips
Bb
Bb
C
C
It came with the singers in hazel
Am
Am
pink- slips
Interlude 2
Dm
Dm
Gm
Gm
C
C
F
F
Dm
Dm
F
F
Dm
Dm
Verse 4
F
F
Is it a kiss or it's just a dream
and I'm drifting?
Dm
Dm
Other fish lay lifted,
Gm
Gm
Bb
Bb
only happy till the age of 10
Dm
Dm
F
F
Am
Am
It's still a gift, but we can't go back,
Dm
Dm
Bb
Bb
C
C
Am
Am
Dm
Dm
those two too sad and dies
Gm
Gm
C
C
It's just a dream we all have
F
F
Now I know in the touch lane,
Dm
Dm
a post per post of puckered lips
Gm
Gm
C
C
From Academy Awards to pink- slips
F
F
I show them my Corvette
with no ' for years
Dm
Dm
And I'm standing in the rain to get
Gm
Gm
the champagne or beers
They said 'who's that shadow
sneaking up behind the pier?'
C
C
He was rushing he was rattled
now he's finally in the clear
F
F
To be a, a refugee from the rat race
Dm
Dm
with a swag tuxedo in his face
Gm
Gm
A music room that you can't place,
C
C
sing the songs on all them tapes
F
F
He's the lonely aid on the planet ' now he
Dm
Dm
doesn't even write, he just rows
Bb
Bb
C
C
And they cover up his cot with pink- slips

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