Alt-j - Portrait - аккорды

[ Предположительная тональность: Hm ]

Hm                       Hm
Tell me how you wanna be portrayed, now
                Hm                 Hm
You can have it all, you know that you can have it all
       A                 G           D        D
That I love you, yeah, I love you
Hm                      Hm
Donatello, Frida Kahlo, Holbein
                Hm                 Hm
You can have it all, you know that you can have it all
       A                G           D         D
That I love you, yeah I love you

    Hm
Now paint me a picture
    Hm                               D
And draw yourself drawing a piece of paper with pencil
       D                                Em
'Cause you can't afford to misrepresent me
                         G
I want an imitation of reality

Hm                            Hm
Gather all your kings and other things

That you know my good
D
You might tell me what, 'cause
   D                                Em
Do you think that these are my good nature
                        G
You establish this good nature

Hm
Buy me aristocracy
    Hm
Now listen to me, yeah,
     D
Your whores come and go to sit with me
           Em
I wanna be seen in a hundred years
                            G
As you see me now, so don't hesitate
                      A (...and stop)
Make my portrait made
(no chord)
So paint me now

Hm                 D                        Em
You didn't want to know, you didn't want to see
                    G                         Hm
You threw it in the fire, you threw it in the fire
                     D                      Em
And then you took my eyes, so I could never be
                    G
The painter of your boy

And then I go:
G                   A
King, for king, oh, king, bring the guillotine


(Hm)
(riff)



Hm                 D                        Em
You didn't want to know, you didn't want to see
                    G                         Hm
You threw it in the fire, you threw it in the fire
                     D                      Em
And then you took my eyes, so I could never be
                    G
The painter of your boy

And then I go:
G                   A
King, for king, oh, king, bring the guillotine

(Hm)
(riff)
Hey

(Hm)
(riff)
Bring the guillotine

Outro: Hm D A Hm