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Banks by Lincoln
Banks
Tuning: E A D G B E
[Verse 1]
C G
Milemarker twenty-seven says we’re on the way to Heaven
Dm C
And I smile at the passenger seat
F
Forty miles from Chicago
There is snow on the windshield
And you’re downtown dragging your feet
C G
Now I’m circling the block around Union Central Station
Am Bb
And there are bullets flying into the car
F
It’s the same as it’s always been
Fm
It’s the same as it’s always been
C
Two-hundred miles from Chicago:
There is blood on the windshield
G
And I am reeling as you gather your things
F
I said I don’t know what to do anymore
As if I knew what to do before
Fm
I can fuck up almost anything
[Chorus]
C Em
I don’t think that I would exactly call it love
F
But it’s dripping down my consciousness
Fm
As you’re slipping down my lungs
[Verse 2]
C G
I want to build you a protest out of sticks and rocks
Am Bb
I find in the backyard behind the house you grew up in
F Fm
In loving memory of all our nonconformity
C G
I want to sing you a signal that reaches only the ears
Am Bb
Of young disenfranchised straight white boys
F Fm
Because that would feel normal, and none of this does
[Chorus]
C Em
I don’t think that I would exactly call it love
F
But it’s dripping down my consciousness
Fm
As you’re slipping down my lungs
C Em
So save it for a rainy day and maybe then you’ll see
F Fm
That I am like the earth, old man, there’s no way around me
[Verse 3]
C G
But even in my dreams
Dm F
I still don’t know the difference between
C G Dm F
What it is I want and what it is I need
C G
I wanna see you be brave
F
I wanna see you surviving
C
I wanna see both of us
G F
Prospering and thriving separately
C G
I want the catharsis of knowing
Dm F
Something bad’s about to happen
C G Dm F
But also knowing that I can’t do anything about it
C G
Because your new house just don’t shut
Bb F
Quite like the one you grew up in used to
C G
I wanna come and visit
Dm F
I wanna see this through, but
C G Dm F
I never will because you’re just not what I need
C G
And I am just not what you want
Dm F
Though you’re in everyone I meet and
C G Dm F
We’ll say fuck the banks but we’ll still use them every day
C G
And when we fight amongst ourselves
Dm F
The banks will say “Okay
C G Bb F
Have you been spending all your capital on causes you deem just?
C G Bb F
You keep doing what you can, we’ll keep doing what we must.”
C G
So despite what you have learned
Bb F
In songs for which you’d take a bullet
C G
You won’t find objective truth
Bb F
In a final rhyming couplet
A couplet, a couplet, a couplet...
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version 2
Tuning: E A D G B E
C* Em*
Milemarker twenty-seven says we’re on the way to Heaven
Am* f*
And I smile at the passenger seat
C*
Forty miles from Chicago
Em*
There is snow on the windshield
Am* F*
And you’re downtown dragging your feet
C* Em*
Now I’m Circling the block around Union Central Station
Am* F*
And there are bullets flying into the Car
C* Em*
It’s the same as it’s always been
Am* f*
Just the same as it’s always been
C
Two-hundred miles from Chicago:
Em
There is blood on the windshield
Am F
And I Am reeling as you gather your things
C
I said I don’t know what to do anymore
Em
As if I knew what to do before
Am F
I Can fuck up almost anything
C Em
I don’t think that I would exactly Call it love
Am
But it’s dripping down my Consciousness
F
Missus, you’re slipping down my lungs
C Em
I want to build you a protest out of sticks and rocks
Am f
I find in the backyard behind the house you grew up in
C Em Am f
In loving memory of all our nonconformity
C
I want to sing you a signal that reaches.
Em
only the ears
Am f
Of young disenfranchised straight white boys
C Em Am
Because that would feel normal, and none of
F B
this does
c Em
I don’t think that I would exactly Call it love
Am
But it’s dripping down my Consciousness
F
As you’re slipping down my lungs
C Em
So save it for a rainy day and maybe then you’ll see
Am F
I Am like the earth, old man, there’s no way around me
[Verse 3]
C* Em*
But even in my dreams
Am* F*
I still don’t know the difference between
C* Em* Am* F*
What it is I want and what it is I need
C
I wanna see you be brave
Em
I wanna see you surviving
Am
I wanna see both of us
F
Prospering and thriving separately
C Em
I want the Catharsis of knowing
Am F
Something bad’s about to happen
C Em Am
But also knowing that I Can’t do anything
F
about it
C Em
Because your new house just don’t shut
Am F
Quite like the one you grew up in used to
C Em
I wanna Come and visit
Am F
I wanna see this through, but
C Em Am
I never will because you’re just not what I
F
need
C Em
And I Am just not what you want
Am F
Though you’re in everyone I meet and
C Em Am
We’ll say fuck the banks but we’ll still use
F
them every day
C Em
And when we fight Amongst ourselves
Am F
The banks will say “Okay
C Em
Have you been spending all your Capital on
Am F C
causes you deem just? You keep doing what
Em Am F
you Can, we’ll keep doing what we must.”
C Em
So despite what you have learned
Am F
In songs for which you’d take a bullet
C Em
You won’t find objective truth
Am F
In a final rhyming Couplet
A Couplet, a Couplet, a Couplet...
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