Songbook

Heretics

By Andrew Bird

Key of D

summer

[Intro]
D G Bm G

[Verse]
D
  Bored holes through our tongues, so sing a song about it
G
  Held our breath for too long, till we're half sick about it
Bm
  Tell us what we did wrong, and you can blame us for it
G
  Turn the clamp on our thumbs, we'll sew a doll about it
D                         G
  And tell us all about it
Bm                        G  Gm
  And tell us all about it

[Bridge]
Eb                Bb
  How about some credit now
                Eb
Where credit is due
                          Bb    F
For the damage that we've done
Eb                         Bb
  We have wrought upon ourselves and others
       C                F
With a slow and vicious gun
             Eb               F
And although pratfalls can be fun
               A7
Encores can be fatal

And then I hear you say

[Chorus]
D                                            G
  Thank God it's fatal, thank God it's fatal, not shy
Bm                                     G
  Not shy and fatal, not shy and fatal, thank God
D
  Thank God it's fatal, thank God it's fatal
D                                            G
  Thank God it's fatal, thank God it's fatal, not shy
Bm                                    G Gm
  Not shy and fatal, not shy and fatal

[Bridge]
Eb                      Bb
  Wait just a second now
                  Eb
It's not all that bad
                  Bb  F
Are we not having fun?
Eb                           Bb
  You're making mountains of handkerchiefs
          C              F
Where the mascara always runs
      Eb                  F
So be careful when you're done
                         A7
You're bound to get post-natal

What did I just hear you say?

[Chorus]
D                                                    G
  Thank God it's fatal, no we don't want to hear the sound of a door
Bm                             G
  No we don't want to hear the sound of a door
D                               G
  And we don't want to read the signs that you bore
Bm                              G
  You know the kind of sign you hang on a door
        Gm
Saying "We'll be back" -- what a crack
D                                   G
  Now don't you think we might have heard that before?
Bm                                    G                 Gm
  Yeah, don't you think we might have heard that before?

[Verse]
D
  Bored holes through our tongues, so sing a song about it
G
  Held our breath for too long, till we're half sick about it
Bm
  Tell us what we did wrong, and you can blame us for it
G                       Gm
  Turn the clamp on our thumbs, we'll sew a doll about it

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