Portugal The Man

Head Is A Flame (cool With It)

Portugal The Man

Composição de (John Baldwin Gourley)
Cifras Nível fácil
Intro: Em Am D G 

Em                        Am 
I was born without a name 
             D 
A soldier for 
           G 
The streets they say 
                   Em 
This kid's on a mission 
                       Am                     D 
Running high on fame of the guillotine 
         G                          Am 
No roots to find and no one to miss him 

                       Em 
My head is like a flame 

G                    Em 
Well we all get strange 
                B 
And we know it 
               C                   G 
But we're cool with it 
                     Em 
And we all get a little bit older 
         B 
In this day and age 
          C                  
But we deal with it 

Em Am D G   

                  Am                                        D 
Shaking with a fire burning deep inside 
               G                             Em 
Still the politicians they never listen 
                        Am 
Blood money was a sound 
                     D 
I didn't care to hear 
                     G                  Am 
Of which the politicians they only listen 

                  Em             Am 
My head is like a flame 
                        Em      G 
And my eyes were red 

                     Em 
Well we all get strange 
            B 
And we know it 
               C                        G 
But we're cool with it 
                     Em 
And we all get a little bit older 
        B 
In this day and age 
          C                      G 
But we deal with it 

                        Em 
My head was like a flame 
                     B                  C 
It was burning up, burning up 
                    G 
It was burning up 
                        Em 
My head was like a flame 
                    B                   C 
It was burning up, burning up 
                     
It was burning up 

Em Am D G (2x) 

Em               Am                    D 
I became a child of the universe 
G                               Am 
Reborn into this galactic prism 

                        Em                 Am 
My head was like a flame 
                       Em 
Ah, my eyes were red 

G                    Em 
Well we all get strange 
                B 
And we know it 
               C                   G 
But we're cool with it 
                     Em 
And we all get a little bit older 
         B 
In this day and age 
          C                 G 
But we deal with it 

                        Em 
My head was like a flame 
                     B                  C 
It was burning up, burning up 
                                 G 
It was burning up 
                        Em 
My head was like a flame 
                    B                   C 
It was burning up, burning up 
                                 
It was burning up 
                         
G Em B C

Enviado por: Genesis Pimentel

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