Song From The Seventh Floor Chords & Lyrics - Misc Unsigned Bands - Head Womb
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It's a hu[C]ndred thirty steps from the se[G]cond to the seventh fl[Dm]oor,
it's seven little ra[F]p-taps
k[F]nocking on my neighbor's d[C]oor.
I'm b[C]rushing up my story, I'm c[G]ombing down my head of h[Dm]air, I'm tucking in my sw[F]eater,
[F]I'm wheezing from those flights of st[C]airs.
[C]Well hey my little neighbor I'm your ne[G]ighbor from the second f[Dm]loor.
I think I'm out of pa[F]sta. Could you spare a little bit of yo[C]urs?
[C]It's been too lo[F]ng, it's[C] been too l[F]ong, it[C]'s been too l[F]ong you [G]know.
[G]But one day *pause* we'll l[C]ive in the spa[G]ces between the pl[Dm]aces
where the ot[F]her pe[G]ople li[C]ve with their b[G]ones and their F[Dm]reddie Jo[F]nes
[F]talking on the T.[G]V. *pause* We'll s[C]leep on the d[G]ocks above the cr[Dm]ashing
on the r[F]ocks of the w[G]ater and pa[C]int our dr[G]eams
with the mo[Dm]rning sc[F]reams of the flying crying se[G]agulls.
[G]Until then: *pause* H[C]ey my little neighbor it's your nei[G]ghbor on the teleph[Dm]one,
I think I left a h[F]airbrush, I think I left a pair of c[C]ombs.
It may be macaroni may be pi[G]zza may be angel h[Dm]air, and maybe it's a mus[F]ic
mounting as I count the st[C]airs. A hundred thirty steps and I'm sta[G]nding on the seventh fl[Dm]oor.
Is all of this for ea[F]ting? Well what you think a dinner's f[C]or?
[C]It's been too l[F]ong, it's [C]been too [F]long, it[C]'s been too l[F]ong you k[G]now.
[G]But one day *pause*we'll h[C]ide in the ho[G]les that all the m[Dm]eanies on p[F]atrol have for[G]gotten
and l[C]ay our h[G]eads on fl[Dm]oating [F]beds of shocking rocking se[G]aweed.
We'll sl[C]ip through the cr[G]acks between the pil[Dm]ings on the b[F]ack of the je[G]tty
and p[C]our our b[G]rains in the [Dm]waning moo[F]nlight dancing on the wa[G]ter.
[G]Until then: *pause*It's a h[C]undred thirty steps from the s[G]econd to the seventh flo[Dm]or,
it's seven little r[F]ap-taps knocking on my neighbor's d[C]oor.
Well neighbor since you're standing there you [G]might as well just come on[Dm] in,
I've got a grand pi[F]ano, I've got a little v[C]iolin.
We'll tune down the fiddle to the so[G]und of the middle[Dm] C
and you can play the wh[F]ite keys and I can play the me[C]lody.
[C]It's been too l[F]ong, it'[C]s been too l[F]ong, it's [C]been too lo[F]ng you [G]know.
[G]But one day.
it's seven little ra[F]p-taps
k[F]nocking on my neighbor's d[C]oor.
I'm b[C]rushing up my story, I'm c[G]ombing down my head of h[Dm]air, I'm tucking in my sw[F]eater,
[F]I'm wheezing from those flights of st[C]airs.
[C]Well hey my little neighbor I'm your ne[G]ighbor from the second f[Dm]loor.
I think I'm out of pa[F]sta. Could you spare a little bit of yo[C]urs?
[C]It's been too lo[F]ng, it's[C] been too l[F]ong, it[C]'s been too l[F]ong you [G]know.
[G]But one day *pause* we'll l[C]ive in the spa[G]ces between the pl[Dm]aces
where the ot[F]her pe[G]ople li[C]ve with their b[G]ones and their F[Dm]reddie Jo[F]nes
[F]talking on the T.[G]V. *pause* We'll s[C]leep on the d[G]ocks above the cr[Dm]ashing
on the r[F]ocks of the w[G]ater and pa[C]int our dr[G]eams
with the mo[Dm]rning sc[F]reams of the flying crying se[G]agulls.
[G]Until then: *pause* H[C]ey my little neighbor it's your nei[G]ghbor on the teleph[Dm]one,
I think I left a h[F]airbrush, I think I left a pair of c[C]ombs.
It may be macaroni may be pi[G]zza may be angel h[Dm]air, and maybe it's a mus[F]ic
mounting as I count the st[C]airs. A hundred thirty steps and I'm sta[G]nding on the seventh fl[Dm]oor.
Is all of this for ea[F]ting? Well what you think a dinner's f[C]or?
[C]It's been too l[F]ong, it's [C]been too [F]long, it[C]'s been too l[F]ong you k[G]now.
[G]But one day *pause*we'll h[C]ide in the ho[G]les that all the m[Dm]eanies on p[F]atrol have for[G]gotten
and l[C]ay our h[G]eads on fl[Dm]oating [F]beds of shocking rocking se[G]aweed.
We'll sl[C]ip through the cr[G]acks between the pil[Dm]ings on the b[F]ack of the je[G]tty
and p[C]our our b[G]rains in the [Dm]waning moo[F]nlight dancing on the wa[G]ter.
[G]Until then: *pause*It's a h[C]undred thirty steps from the s[G]econd to the seventh flo[Dm]or,
it's seven little r[F]ap-taps knocking on my neighbor's d[C]oor.
Well neighbor since you're standing there you [G]might as well just come on[Dm] in,
I've got a grand pi[F]ano, I've got a little v[C]iolin.
We'll tune down the fiddle to the so[G]und of the middle[Dm] C
and you can play the wh[F]ite keys and I can play the me[C]lody.
[C]It's been too l[F]ong, it'[C]s been too l[F]ong, it's [C]been too lo[F]ng you [G]know.
[G]But one day.
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