Tom: C
C F C
i can see the light of a crooked moon
Am G C
green and white spilling through your room
Am G C
white spiders are spinning across the walls
Am G F
they are building an empire waiting for us to fall
Am C
Ohhhhh, Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh Ohhhhh
Am G
Ohhhhh, Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh Ohhhhh
C F C
you were humming some old long forgotten tune
Am G C
bout a singer from memphis in a sequin suit
Am G C
white spiders are spinning across the room
Am G F
they are building am empire out of me and you
Am C
Ohhhhh, Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh Ohhhhh
Am G
Ohhhhh, Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh Ohhhhh
Am G C
sky riders were riding white smoke on blue
Am G F
they are building an empire out of me and you
Am C
Ohhhhh, Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh Ohhhhh
Am G F C
Ohhhhh, Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh Ohhhhh
