The A Team
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{meta: 原调: 1=B}
{meta: 选调: 1=D}
{meta: Capo=2}
{comment:Intro}
[G] [G] [G/F#] [Em] [Cadd9] [G]
{comment:Verse 1}
[G]White lips, pale face, breathing [G/F#] in snowflakes[Em]
Burnt [Cadd9]lungs, [G] sour taste[A7sus4]
[G]Light’s gone, day’s end, [G/F# ] struggling to [Em] pay rent
Long nights[Cadd9], strange [G]men
{comment: Pre-Chorus}
[Am7]And they say she’s in the Class [C*]A Team, stuck in her [G*]daydream
Been this way since [D/F#]18, but lately her [Am7]face seems, slowly sinking, [C*]wasting
Crumbling like [G*]pastries, and they scream [D/F#]the worst things in life come free to us
{comment: Chorus}
Cos she's [Em]just under the [Cadd9]upperhand, [G]and go mad for a couple of grams
[Em]And she don’t want to [Cadd9]go outside [G]tonight
And in a [Em]pipe she flies to the [Cadd9]Motherland, or [G]sells love to another man
[Em]It’s too [Cadd9]cold outside [G]for angels [D/F#] to [Em] fly,
[Cadd9] [G]
for [Em]angels to [Cadd9]fly [G] [G/F#]
Ripped gloves, raincoat, tried to swim and stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Loose change, bank notes, weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone
And they say she’s in the Class A Team, stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries, and they scream the worst things in life come free to us
Cos she's just under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams
And she don’t want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, or sells love to another man
It’s too cold outside for angels to fly
An angel will die, covered in white
Closed eye and hoping for a better life
[Am7]This time, [C*]we’ll fade out [slide Dadd4]tonight, straight [Em]down the [Em]line [C*] [G*]
Straight down the line
And they say she’s in the Class A Team, stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries, and they scream the worst things in life come free to us
And we're all under the upperhand, and go mad for a couple of grams
And we don’t want to go outside tonight
And in a pipe we'll fly to the Motherland, or sell love to another man
It’s too cold outside for angels to fly,
for angels [Em]to flyyyyy[Cadd9] [G] [G/F#]
[Em]Flyyyy, [Cadd9]flyyyyyy, [G]angels [G/F#]to [Em]fly, [Cadd9]fly, [G]flyyy
Or [D/F#]angels to die[G]
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