Glass In The Park chords

Alex Turner

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  			Intro: C  Dm  G 

C 
There's glass in the park, 
           Dm             G            Dm 
Darling, I can't help but keep making appointments, 
    G                 C 
to sweep beneath the climbing frame. 
C 
If the sun's in your eyes, 
                  Dm           G 
I'll tighten your blindfold, baby. 
                 Dm              G 
Don't worry your foot won't get cut, 
       C             Dm 
strut carelessly. 
                      G 
When you say that you need me tonight, 
  Am             F 
I can't keep my feelings in disguise, 
     Dm                G       Am     Dm 
the white parts of my eyeballs illuminate. 
F                C 
  I'll wait for you, 
          F                      C       Dm 
As if I'm waiting for a stone to stop. 

I've heard them talking, 
              G 
about how I'm gonna put you off 
C 
There's glass in the park, 
                 Dm        G 
and now that I'm up off my knees, 
     Dm             G 
I've picked up the speed, 
             C 
to jump your palaces. 

And I shoot through the night, 
            Dm        G        Dm            G 
nd suddenly all those once lost concoction's froth, 
              C 
and chase the day away. 
Dm                    G 
when you say that you need me tonight, 
  Am 
i can't keep my feelings in disguise, 
    Dm                G        Am     Dm 
the white parts of my eyeballs illuminate. 
F               C 
  I'll wait for you, 
          F                       C       Dm 
As if I'm waiting for a stone to stop. 

i've heard them talking, 
    G 
i'm gonna put you off. 

             F                                   E 
you tell me, how can i put you off, when you're a matter of urgency? 
           Am                                            F 
i've got a million things that i need to do, but they're all secondary. 
                     E 
make sure you're not followed, 
                         Am 
and meet me by the death balloon. 
Dm                        G 
pasolini woman, i'm your man on the moon, 
           Dm 
and like a grain of diamond dust, you float, 
    G             E               C 
and my devotion's outer, crust... cracks