Portugal The Man

Atomic Man

Portugal The Man


Tom: Ab

Intro: Am G D A

 
Am                       G
You're feeling tired I know three is a crowd
         D                             A
But if I bring her on the ready it'll be fine for now
Am                            G
Man I can't help it I'm just always in the middle
          D                              A
Read the bible in the evening hang with demons on the weekend
Am                G
After you I don't know what I believe in
 D          A
After you, hell should be easy
Am                 G
After you I don't know what I believe in
D          A
After you, hell should be easier

Am
(Gotta, gotta, gotta get out if you wanna get it)

Am                  G
Follow down to the red bouncing ball
       D                            A
As you bounce round the galaxy came back to us all
Am                            G
A little bit of nerve and the outer space
        D                   A
Is it's gotta destroy before it creates

(And goes like that all the song)  (E continua com esses acordes por toda a música)


After you I don't know what I believe in
After you, hell should be easy
After you I don't know what I believe in
After you, hell will be easier

I'm the golden baby born into the center

Mother was a gun and I put nature to the beggars

Always talking but the kids never listen

They die in the evening become demons for the weekend

After you I don't know what I believe in
After you, hell should be easy
After you I don't know what I believe in
After you, hell will be easier

Am                  G
Tides that take the sand
      D                 A                    Am                 G
I'm atomic man, I'm the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand
I'm atomic man, I'm the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand
I'm atomic man, I'm the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand
I'm atomic man, I'm the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand
I'm atomic man, I'm the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand
I'm atomic man, I'm the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand