Tom: A
D A
I think I like you
E Bm
'Cause you like the same bands that I do
A D A
You like hangin' out and sleeping in and sniffing glue
Bm D D
You're so old school, you're so old school
[Verse 2]
D A
I think I like you
E Bm
'Cause you like the same things that I do
A D A
You like Crimson Lake and lightning strikes and Yves Klein Blue
Bm D
You're so obscure, you're so obscure
[Chorus]
A
With a word you shape your pretty
Bm D
Ponies into golden horses
A
Tell me that your bridesmaids will wear black
Bm D
When they take to the floor for your bridal waltZ and
A E D
And when you find your groom
A E Bm
When you find your groom
D Bm
You're gonna ride those palominos
A
To the moon
Bm D A
Do do doo.... x 2
[Vorse 3]
A
I think I like you
E Bm
'Cause you like the same shit that I do
A D A
You like breathing in and breathing out and standing still
Bm D
You're so uncool, you're so uncool
[Chorus]
A Bm D
Open wide your windows let some air back into your bedroom
A Bm D
Oh there's monsters here we can't go near I see their feet underneath your curtains
A E D
And when you leave this room
A E Bm
If you ever leave this room
D A
Well can we ride those palominos to the moon
A
Do do do
[Bridge]
Bm D
Because the strom is all consuming, and comes without a warning
When it hits just to tear your world into tiny pieces
A
Do do do do
Bm D
The storm is all consuimg, and comes without a warming
When it hits just to tear your world into tiny pieces ah
A
Do do do
D
She's gonna ride those
Bm
Golden horses out into the blue
F#m
Out of these lifeless suburban avenues
D
She's gonna ride those, palominos
Bm F#m
She's gonna ride thos golden horses out into the blue
D
Out of these lifeliess suburban avenues
A
She's gonna ride those, palominos, to the moon
A Bm
