Verse
A7/E F#
The comedy of man starts like this
D7 G
Our brains are way too big for our mothers' hips
G7 D
And so Nature, she divines this alternative
F# G7
We emerged half-formed and hope that whoever greets us on the other end
G D
Is kind enough to fill us in
G7 D
And, babies, that's pretty much how it's been ever since
A7 F#7
Now the miracle of birth leaves a few issues to address
D(b5) G
Like, say, that half of us are periodically iron deficient
G7 D
So somebody's got to go kill something while I look after the kids
F# G7
I'd do it myself, but what, are you going to get this thing its milk?
G D
He says as soon as he gets back from the hunt, we can switch
G7 D
It's hard not to fall in love with something so helpless
G7 D
Ladies, I hope we don't end up regretting this
[Chorus]
D D7 G
Comedy, now that's what I call pure comedy
G7 F#m
Just waiting until the part where they start to believe
F#sus2 F#m
They're at the center of everything
G A A7
And some all-powerful being endowed this horror show with meaning
D
Oh, their religions are the best
D7 G
They worship themselves yet they're totally obsessed
G7 F#m F#sus2 F#m
With risen zombies, celestial virgins, magic tricks, these unbelievable outfits
G
And they get terribly upset
A
When you question their sacred texts
A7/E
Written by woman-hating epileptics
[Bridge]
G
Their languages just serve to confuse them
Gm
Their confusion somehow makes them more sure
G
They build fortunes poisoning their offspring
Gm
And hand out prizes when someone patents the cure
G
Where did they find these goons they elected to rule them?
Gm
What makes these clowns they idolize so remarkable?
G
These mammals are hell-bent on fashioning new gods
Gm
So they can go on being godless animals
[Instrumental]
F#/G F#/A# F#7/A#
G#m7b5/C G7
G7 D
F#7 G
[Chorus]
D D7 G
Oh comedy, their illusions they have no choice but to believe
G7 F#m
Their horizons that just forever recede
F#sus2 F#m G A
And how's this for irony, their idea of being free is a prison of beliefs
A7/E
That they never ever have to leave
D D7 G
Oh comedy, oh it's like something that a madman would conceive!
G7 F#m F#sus2 F#m
The only thing that seems to make them feel alive is the struggle to survive
G A
But the only thing that they request is something to numb the pain with
A7/E
Until there's nothing human left
[Outro]
G
Just random matter suspended in the dark
Gm
I hate to say it, but each other's all we got
- 1. Chord Gitar Father John Misty - Pure Comedy Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar D)
- 2. Ganti Chord Gitar Father John Misty - Pure Comedy Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar D)
- 3. Author Lagu Andra Ramadhan