Head Womb - Song From The Seventh Floor
Misc Unsigned Bands
I love this band so much and since it's so obscure that there aren't any chords out there I did it myself! :~) C G Dm It's a hundred thirty steps from the second to the seventh floor, F it's seven little rap-taps F C knocking on my neighbor's door. C G Dm F I'm brushing up my story, I'm combing down my head of hair, I'm tucking in my sweater, F C I'm wheezing from those flights of stairs. C G Dm Well hey my little neighbor I'm your neighbor from the second floor. F C I think I'm out of pasta. Could you spare a little bit of yours? C F C F C F G It's been too long, it's been too long, it's been too long you know. G C G Dm But one day *pause* we'll live in the spaces between the places F G C G Dm F where the other people live with their bones and their Freddie Jones F G C G Dm talking on the T.V. *pause* We'll sleep on the docks above the crashing F G C G on the rocks of the water and paint our dreams Dm F G with the morning screams of the flying crying seagulls. G C G Dm Until then: *pause* Hey my little neighbor it's your neighbor on the telephone, F C I think I left a hairbrush, I think I left a pair of combs. G Dm F It may be macaroni may be pizza may be angel hair, and maybe it's a music C G Dm mounting as I count the stairs. A hundred thirty steps and I'm standing on the seventh floor. F C Is all of this for eating? Well what you think a dinner's for? C F C F C F G It's been too long, it's been too long, it's been too long you know. G C G Dm F G But one day *pause*we'll hide in the holes that all the meanies on patrol have forgotten C G Dm F G and lay our heads on floating beds of shocking rocking seaweed. C G Dm F G We'll slip through the cracks between the pilings on the back of the jetty C G Dm F G and pour our brains in the waning moonlight dancing on the water. G C G Dm Until then: *pause*It's a hundred thirty steps from the second to the seventh floor, F C it's seven little rap-taps knocking on my neighbor's door. G Dm Well neighbor since you're standing there you might as well just come on in, F C I've got a grand piano, I've got a little violin. G Dm We'll tune down the fiddle to the sound of the middle C F C and you can play the white keys and I can play the melody. C F C F C F G It's been too long, it's been too long, it's been too long you know. G But one day.