Pavement

Embassy Row

Pavement


Tom: Am

F       Dm    Am                 G
Old intuition on your dock we're fishin'
F            Dm            Am  G
Come on now, give us a grade
F     Dm           F       G   Am  G
A for effort and a B for delivery
F       Dm              F              G                 C     Dm
C for devotion when the world starts encroaching on your plans
F            Dm      Fm           Dm
Where is the savoir? Where is the savoir?
Am       G          F Dm C Dm
He's not here right now
F            Dm      F            G      Am     N.C.  F  Am G  F  Am  F  Am  G
Where is the savoir? Where is the savoir-faire?

[Verse 1]
F            D   Am             A
Embassy row, the fumes they lay low
F                      D         A
On lanes that are wide where the limousines glide
       F                  D            Am
On the wrought-iron gates and the bone china plates
A   G     F           D                 E       A
And don't forget your manners where the anthems play

[Chorus A]
D    F                      Am
In a netherworld of foreign feeds
D    F                      A
In a netherworld of foreign feeds
D    F                      Am
In a netherworld of foreign feeds
          A        F                     A
I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take the crown
                   F                       Am    A
I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take a crown

[Verse 2]
F                           Am            A
Maids, they are frisked and asses are kissed
  F                Am              A
I needed a visa, I bought off a geezer
F                      Am         G
Political favors could make you a savior
F          D                E       A
In an open corner where the news is late

[Chorus A]
D    F                      Am
In a netherworld of foreign feeds
D    F                      A
In a netherworld of foreign feeds
D    F                      Am
In a netherworld of foreign feeds
          A        F                     A
I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take the crown
                   F                       Am    A
I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take a crown

[Guitar Solo]
F  Am G F  A  F  D A  F  A
F  D A  G F  A  F  A  G F D A

[Verse 3]
  F
I need to get born, I need to get dead
                                   A        F
I'm sick of the forms, I'm sick of being misread
                   A
By men in dashikis and their leftist weeklies
F                      A
Colonized wrath, their shining new path
    F                   Am        A
The converted castle of moorish design
       F                               A
If you want to stay the weekend, well, we wouldn't mind
    F                 D          A               G
The plots they are hatching, the surface is scratching
F           D                E       A
In the open corner where the news is late

[Chorus B]
D    F                     A
In a netherland of foreign beads
D    F                     A
In a netherland of foreign beads
D    F                     A
In a netherland of foreign beads
                   F                        A
I'm gonna take you down, I'm gonna take the crown
               G   F                       A
I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take a crown
               G   F                         A
I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take the crown
               G   F                       A
I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take a crown