The Shins

No Way Down

The Shins

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Tom: Ab
Intro: (Ab C#) 3x
       (F# C#)

Ab                      C#
Meet the son of a Government man
Ab               C#
and a pillar of salt
Ab                   C#
I was born with blood on my hands and
      F#                 C#
have all signs of a bleeding heart

Ab                 C#
Living high on a giant hog
Ab            C#
and a mountain so steep
Ab                     C#
keep your head in a hollow log as
      F#             C#
the ruling fog are about to creep

Ebm           Ab
What have we done?
C#               Ab           F#
How'd we get so far from the sun?
Ebm                Bbm
Lost, lost in an oscillating phase
         C#            Ab          F#
where a tiny few catch all of the rays

Ab                  C#
Out beyond the western squalls
Ab            C#
In an alien land
Ab               C#
they work for nothing at all
            F#                     C#
they don't know the mall or the lay-away plan

Ab                  C#
Dig yourself a beautiful grave
Ab              C#
everything you could want
Ab                C#
Maybe those invisible slaves are
     F#                   C#
too far away for the ghost to


Ebm                Ab
haunt, what will we charge
      C#              Ab       F#
for letting go of a claim so large?
Ebm             Bbm
Oh, all of our working days are done
       C#                 Ab          F#
But a tiny few are having all of the fun
      C#          Ab            F#
Get used to their dust in your lungs


Instrumental:
(C# F#) 3x
Ab

         Ebm     Bbm
Is there no way down
           C#             Ab
from this peak to solid ground
   Ebm              Bbm
without having our gold teeth
                  Ab     F#
pulled from our mouth?

(Ab  F#) 2x
C# (stop)

Ab    C#
Make me a drink
Ab       C#
strong enough
Ab        C#                  F#
to wash away the dishwater world
        C#
They said was lemonade

Ab    C#
Walk with me
Ab        C#
after the show
Ab      C#          F#
Maybe we can find a way
             C#
through the minefield in the


Ebm              Ab
snow, what will they charge
      C#              Ab       F#
for letting go of a claim so large?
Ebm             Bbm
Oh, all of our working days are done
       C#                 Ab          F#
But a tiny few are having all of the fun
  C#              Ab            F#
Apologies to the sick and the young
      F#          Ab            C#
Get used to their dust in your lungs
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