Red Hot Chili Peppers

Red Hot Chili Peppers - Death Of A Martian guitar chord

Death Of A Martian chords by Red Hot Chili Peppers

by pete(pjramsay3@btinternet.com)

Verse:

Cm

Bear paws and rascal power

Bb

Watching us in your garage

Cm

Big girl you ate the neighbor

D# A#

The nova is over

Cm

Wake up and play

Bb

Balleradio

Cm

Make room for Clara's bare feet

D# A#

The love of a Martian

Pre Chorus:

G

Tick tock and waiting for the meteor

G

This clock is opening another door

Chorus:

Cm

Lots of love just keep it comin'

Bb

Making something out of nothin'

G# G

These are the best that I

Cm

I don't know how to say

Bb

Losin' what I love today

G# G

These are the best that I

Cm

Lots of love just keep it comin'

Bb

Making something out of nothin'

G# G

These are the best that I

Cm

I don't know what to say

Bb

Look at what I lost today

G# G

And these are the things that I

Second Verse ( same chords as first one )

Blood flowers in the kitchen

Signing off and winding down

This Martian ends her mission

The nova is over

She caught the ball

By the mission bell

Chase lizards bark at donkeys

The love of a Martian

Pre Chorus: (G throughout again)

Let's bow our heads

And let the trumpets blow

Our girl is gone

God bless her little soul

Chorus

Bridge: Repeat chords Cm , G# , D# and A#

She's got a sword in case

Though this is not her lord in case

The one who can't afford to face her image is restored to grace.

Disappeared,

No trace.

Musky tears.

Suitcase.

The down turn brave little burncub

Bearcareless turnip snare rampages

Pitch color pages...

Down and out but not in Vegas,

Disembarks and disengages.

No loft.

Sweet pink canary cages plummet

Pop dewskin fortitude for the sniffing black noses

That snort and allude to dangling trinkets

That mimic the dirt cough go drink its.

It's for you.

Blue battered naval town slip kisses

Delivered by duck muscles and bottlenosed grifters

Arrive in time to catch the late show.

It's a beehive barrel race.

A shehive stare and chase wasted feature

Who tried and failed to reach her.

Embossed beneath a box in the closet

That's lost.

The kind that you find when you mind your own mysteries.

Shiv sister to the quickness before it blisters

Into newmorning milk blanket.

Your ilk is funny to the turnstyle touch

Bunny whose bouquet set a course for bloom without decay.

Get your broom and sweep the echoes of yesternights fallen freckles...away...

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