The Shins

My Seventh Rib

The Shins

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Verse 1


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your silver tounge laughs at the clowns of our age

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a slow production line of cheap shots from 

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both sides shot from the hip 

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to my seventh rib a spoiled tomato lies in all that you 

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say and I was the last of us to know

D-C C-Bb (slide)

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sound the alarm for my 

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sentimental ways have come in view we've all got our own

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knives sold to the worst of devils we 

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know our mind and tight skin will soon be 

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old but this wasn't meant for us to know

D-C C-Bb 

G riff slide to Bb three times

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D

Youths open shutters give way to another taken by sleight of 

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hand, and every american has the mouth of a pelican

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now can I share that pillow            with you love?



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they've got us in fits to find a way 

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out of this, exploded view of a life once so 

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simple first with the curse and my senti-

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mental ways are drawing my innocence to a   close

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but these weren't mean for me to know
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