The Past is a Grotesque Animal
by of Montreal
Standard tuning. Play the bar chords, but don't strum the chord entirely each time...
the bottom half or upper half depending on which part of the song. that kind of goes for
strumming pattern as well. Improvise everything, seeing as there's no black and white to
chords of this song. You can probably swap the F with A# if it drives you nuts, and if
some glaring mistake in the chords, I'll change it here if you figure it out.
Gm [3 5 5 3 3 3 ]
A# [6 8 8 7 6 6 ]
Dm [x 5 7 7 6 5 ]
F [x 8 10 10 10 8 ]
The past is a grotesque animal and in it's eyes you see
how completely wrong you can be
how completely wrong you can be
the sun is out it melts the snow that fell yesterday
makes you wonder why it bothered
i fell in love with the first cute girl that i met
who could appreciate George Bataille
standing at a Swedish festival discussing the "story of the eye"
discussing the "story of the eye"
it's so embarrassing to need someone like i do you
how can i explain i need you here and not here too
how can i explain i need you here and not here too
I'm flunking out i'm gone i'm just gone
but at least i author my own disaster
at least i author my own disaster
performance breakdown and i don't want to hear it
i'm just not available
things could be different but they're not
things could be different but they're not
the mousy girl screams "violence! violence!"
the mousy girl screams "violence! violence!"
she gets hysterical
cause they're both so mean and it's my favorite scene
but the cruelty's so predictable it makes you sad on the stage
though our love project has so much potential
but it's like we weren't made for this world
though i wouldn't really want to meet someone who was
do i have to scream in your face?
i've been dodging lamps and vegetables
throw it all in my face
i don't care
let's just have some fun
let's tear this shit apart
let's tear the fucking house apart
let's tear our fucking bodies apart
but let's just have some fun
somehow you've red rovered the gestapo circling my heart
and nothing can defeat you no death no ugly world
you've lived so brightly you've altered everything
i find myself searching for old selves
while speeding forward through the plate glass of maturing cells
i've played the unraveler the parhelion
but even Apocalypse is fleeting there's no death no ugly world
sometimes i wonder if you're mythologizing me like i do you
mythologizing me like i do you
we want our film to be beautiful not realistic
perceive me in the radiance of terror dreams
and you can betray me
you can
you can betray me
but teach me something wonderful
crown my head crowd my head with your lilting effects
project your fears on to me i need to view them
see there's nothing to them
i promise you there's nothing to them
i'm so touched by your goodness you make me feel so criminal
how do you keep it together? i'm all all unraveled
but you know no matter where we are we're always touching by underground wires
i've explored you with the detachment of an analyst
but most nights we've raided the same kingdoms
and none of our secrets are physical
none of our secrets are physical
none of our secrets are physical now