Bb                                                   F
Screen falling off the door / Door hanging off the hinges
                                            Gm     
My feet are still sore / My back is on the fringes
                                    F      
We tore up the walls / We slept on couches
                                       Bb   
We lifted this house / We lifted this house


                                           F
Fire-crackers in the east / My car parked south
                                              Gm    
Your hands on my cheeks / Your shoulder in my mouth
                                            F 
I was up against the wall on the west, mezzanine
                                       Eb   
We rattle this town / We rattle this scene


           Bb
O, Anna Sun!
Eb           Bb  
O, Anna Sun!
 

Gm                     Eb
What do you know? This house is falling apart
Bb                      F
What can I say?  This house is falling apart
Gm                     Eb
We got no money, but we got heart
F
We're gonna rattle this ghost town

This house is falling apart
 

Bb-Eb ( the oooh bit )


Bb                                                  F     
Screen falling off the door / Door hanging off the hinges
                                            Gm
My feet are still sore / My back is on the fringes
                                              F   
We were up against the wall on the west, mezzanine
                                      Eb
We rattle this town / We rattle this scene

 
         Bb
O, Anna Sun!
Eb        Bb         
O, Anna Sun!

 
Gm                     Eb
What do you know? This house is falling apart
Bb                    F
What can I say? This house is falling apart
Gm                      Eb
We got no money, but we got heart
F
We're gonna rattle this ghost town

This house is falling apart


Bb-D# Oooh


Bb
Live my life without
F
Station wagon rides
Gm
Fumbling around the back
F
Not one seatbelt on
Bb
Wait for summertime
F
Coming up for air
Gm
Now it's all awash
F
Now it's all awash
 

Bb
Live my life without
F
Coming up for air
Gm
Now it's all a wash
F
I want everyone
Bb
Racing down the hill
F
I am faster than you
Gm
Wait for summertime
F
Wait for summertime


Eb         Bb 
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