Portugal The Man

Kill Me The King

Portugal The Man


Tom: Dm

Dm  Dm  Dm  Dm

[Verse 1]
Dm                    Dm               Dm            Dm
  Basking briefly in this overeating indulgence of insides
                             Dm
But I fear he’s lower than before
                             Dm
Though he's stronger than he looks
                                Dm
He’s made of feathers mixed with oil and small servings
   Dm
Of hands and feet


[Chorus]
Gm          Gm
  Up so high
Dm
"How do they flutter so damn?"
Dm
"How do they flutter so damn?"
Gm          Gm
  Up so high
Dm
"How do they flutter so damn?"
Dm
"How do they flutter so damn?"

[Interlude]
Dm  Dm  Dm  Dm

[Verse 2]
Dm                         Dm
  Now begin the search that hails you home
          Dm
"I think I lost my means"
                 Dm
He said with his face in the cup
Dm                        Dm
  Desperate times make for desperate people
Dm                        Dm
  Desperate times make for desperate people


[Chorus]
Gm          Gm
  Up so high
Dm
"How do they flutter so damn?"
Dm
"How do they flutter so damn?"
Gm          Gm
  Up so high
Dm
"How do they flutter so damn?"
Dm
"How do they flutter so damn?"


[Outro]
      Gm               Gm
La la laa laa la  la laa
      Dm               Dm
La la laa laa la  la laa    (6x)