Verse
F#7/C# D#
The comedy of man starts like this
B7 E
Our brains are way too big for our mothers' hips
E7 B
And so Nature, she divines this alternative
D# E7
We emerged half-formed and hope that whoever greets us on the other end
E B
Is kind enough to fill us in
E7 B
And, babies, that's pretty much how it's been ever since
F#7 D#7
Now the miracle of birth leaves a few issues to address
D(b5) E
Like, say, that half of us are periodically iron deficient
E7 B
So somebody's got to go kill something while I look after the kids
D# E7
I'd do it myself, but what, are you going to get this thing its milk?
E B
He says as soon as he gets back from the hunt, we can switch
E7 B
It's hard not to fall in love with something so helpless
E7 B
Ladies, I hope we don't end up regretting this
[Chorus]
B B7 E
Comedy, now that's what I call pure comedy
E7 D#m
Just waiting until the part where they start to believe
D#sus2 D#m
They're at the center of everything
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And some all-powerful being endowed this horror show with meaning
B
Oh, their religions are the best
B7 E
They worship themselves yet they're totally obsessed
E7 D#m D#sus2 D#m
With risen zombies, celestial virgins, magic tricks, these unbelievable outfits
E
And they get terribly upset
F#
When you question their sacred texts
F#7/C#
Written by woman-hating epileptics
[Bridge]
E
Their languages just serve to confuse them
Em
Their confusion somehow makes them more sure
E
They build fortunes poisoning their offspring
Em
And hand out prizes when someone patents the cure
E
Where did they find these goons they elected to rule them?
Em
What makes these clowns they idolize so remarkable?
E
These mammals are hell-bent on fashioning new gods
Em
So they can go on being godless animals
[Instrumental]
D#/E D#/G D#7/G
G#m7b5/A E7
E7 B
D#7 E
[Chorus]
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Oh comedy, their illusions they have no choice but to believe
E7 D#m
Their horizons that just forever recede
D#sus2 D#m E F#
And how's this for irony, their idea of being free is a prison of beliefs
F#7/C#
That they never ever have to leave
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Oh comedy, oh it's like something that a madman would conceive!
E7 D#m D#sus2 D#m
The only thing that seems to make them feel alive is the struggle to survive
E F#
But the only thing that they request is something to numb the pain with
F#7/C#
Until there's nothing human left
[Outro]
E
Just random matter suspended in the dark
Em
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 F)
- 2. Ganti Chord Gitar Father John Misty - Pure Comedy Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar F)
- 3. Author Lagu Andra Ramadhan