Tribes Wrapped Up In A Carpet Ukulele chords

Wrapped Up In A Carpet Ukulele by Tribes

Tabbed by: Adam H

Tuning: Standard


CHORDS:

G -   320033
Em -  022000
Am -  x02210
C -   x32010
D -   xx0232


INTRO: G / Em / Am / C/ D / Em / C 


VERSE 1 :

G                      Em
  Wake up blurry eyed, junk food alibi
Am                   C
  Shower curtain dry, TV never lies
D                      Em
  You sit next to me, hanging out on a seat
C
  You grow up to be, who you wanted to be


VERSE 2 :

G                      Em
 Fake tan masterplan, 50 pound an hour man
Am                       C
  Soften up your hands, doing what you can
D                      Em
  You sit next to me, hanging out on a seat
C
  You grow up to be, who you wanted to be


VERSE 3 :

G                   Em
 Stay awake for days, listening to maggie mae
Am                           C
  Collapse in a supermarket, wrapped up in a carpet
D                   Em
  You sit next to me, hanging out on a seat
C
  You grow up to be, who you wanted to be


VERSE 4 :

G                       Em
 Slippers made of glass, ugly in the dark
Am                         C
  Broken bones and hearts, keeping us apart
D                     Em
  You sit next to me, hanging out on a seat
C
  You grow up to be, who you wanted to be


[SOLO]


VERSE 5 :

G                        Em
 Stitches on your shirt, palaces made of dirt
Am                   C
  Why I never heard, superman saved the world
D                     Em
  You sit next to me, hanging out on a seat
C
  You grow up to be, who you wanted to be


VERSE 6 :

G                        Em
 Electric fountain speak, thousand languages each 
Am                    C
  How can we compete, living honourably 
D                     Em
  You sit next to me, hanging out on a seat
C
  You grow up to be, who you wanted to be


[SOLO]


VERSE 7 :

G                     Em
 Backseat jealousies, technicolor broken lies 
Am                    C
  How can i describe, people live people die
D                     Em
  You sit next to me, hanging out on a seat
C
  You grow up to be, who you wanted to be


[SEXY SAX SOLO]

[FADE OUT]