Little bombs

 
              Capotraste na 2ª casa 
 
intro: F Am 
(F)From the 22nd (Am)floor   
(F)Walking down the (Am)corridor 
(Dm)Looking out the (Bb)picture window (F)down 
On Syca(C)more 
 
(F)While perspective lines (Am)converge 
(F)Rows of cars and buses (Am)merge 
(Dm)All the sweet green (Bb)trees of Atlanta (F)burst 
Like little (C)bombs 
Or little (Dm)pom-poms 
Shaken (Bb)by a careless (F)hand 
That drives them (C)off 
And leaves (Dm)again 
Bb F C 
(Dm)Life just(Bb)kind of (Dm)empties (C)out 
(Dm)Less a (Bb)deluge (Dm)than a (C)drought 
(Dm)Less a (Bb)giant (Dm)mushroom (C)cloud 
(Dm)Than an unex(Bb)ploded (F)shell 
Inside a (C)cell 
Of the Lennox(Dm) Hotel 
Bb F C 
 
On the 22nd floor 
Found a notice on my door 
While outside, the sun is shining on 
Those little bombs 
Those little pom-poms 
 
Life just kind of empties out 
Less a deluge than a drought 
Less a giant mushroom cloud 
Than an unexploded shell 
Inside a cell 
Of the Lennox Hotel 
Bb F C 
 
Inside a cell 
Of the Lennox Hotel 
 
Inside a cell 
Of the Lennox Hotel 
 
Inside a cell 
Of the Lennox Hotel