E E E E / Em Em Em Em
E
He's out in the woods with his squirrel gun
Em
To try and recapture his anger
A
He's screaming some words at the top of his lungs
F#m B
Until he begins to feel younger
F#dim F#m
But back at his desk in the city we find
F#dim F#m
Our trembling punch-drunken fighter
C#7 F#m C#7 F#m
Who can't find the strength now to punish the length
A B
Of the ribbon in his little typewriter
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A B
Poor fractured Atlas
B E
Threw himself across the mattress
A B
Waving his withering pencil
B E
As if it were a pirate's cutlass
Em D A
I'm almost certain
C B E
He's trying to increase his burden
F#m C#7 F#m B
He said "That's how the child in me planned it,
B7 E B D A C A...
B woman wouldn't understand it"
I believe there was something that I wanted to say
Before I conclude this epistle
But you would forgive me for holding my tongue
'Cause Man made the blade and the pistol
Yes, Man made the waterfall over the dam
To temper his tantrum with magic
Now you can't be sure of that tent of azure
Since he punched a hole in the fabric
A B
Poor fractured Atlas
B E
Threw himself across the mattress
A B
Waving his withering pencil
B E
As if it were a pirate's cutlass
Em D A
I'm almost certain
C B E
He's trying to increase his burden
F#m C#7 F#m B
He said "That's how the child in me planned it,
B7 E B D A C A...
B woman wouldn't understand it"
E B E B7 E B D A C B E B D...
B woman wouldn't understand it
- 1. Chord Gitar Elvis Costello - Poor Fractured Atlas Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar A#)
- 2. Ganti Chord Gitar Elvis Costello - Poor Fractured Atlas Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar A#)
- 3. Author Lagu Andra Ramadhan