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Frank Black - Threshold Apprehension: chords

A                           B
Talk to a man just to get a little work
          G                              A
Then you talk to the hand just to get a little jerk
A                           B
Some people die, then they start to get old
    G                     A
But I don't want to die upon the threshold

         A                B
I got threshold apprehesion
   G
Threshold, Threshold,
                         A
Threshold, Threshold, Threshold, Threshold
A                     B
Threshold Apprehension
          G                  A
I got threshold apprehension

Every little shit gotta find his salt lick
If I don't find my babe, I'm gonna be junk sick
Roll away the rock so I can get to my ascension
Ain't my first time having threshold apprehension

I got threshold aprehension. What?
Threshold, threshold, threshold, threshold
Threshold, threshold, threshold apprehension
(Threshold apprehension)
I got threshold apprehension

Chorus:
G                D
Who's carrying who?
       G             D
Who's turning the screw?
     F#        G
Who has prophesied?
 G          D
Petit paramour
   G            D
I will be the whore
     F#           G
And you'll be my suicide

Threshold, threshold, threshold, threshold
Threshold, threshold, threshold

We got on my bike and we rode to the sea
I stood on the dock and you got on your knees
Grand Marnier and a pocket full of speed
We did it all day 'til we started to bleed

Are you feeling apprehensive?

I can leap higher than an old king toad
I do 185 on the new ring road
I love a blue girl and I like my grog
It's a black and white world,
'cause I'm a Scorpio dog

Have drink, press button, seventh floor
And wait a hundred years for the elevator door
Come a time when you wanna lose the tension
It's your last time for the threshold apprehension

I got threshold aprehension. Say what?
Threshold, threshold, threshold, threshold
Threshold, threshold, threshold apprehension
I got threshold apprehension
I got threshold apprehension
Threshold, threshold, threshold, threshold
Threshold, threshold, threshold, threshold

Threshold, threshold, threshold, threshold
Threshold, threshold, threshold
Threshold, threshold, threshold

Chorus:
Who's carrying who?
Who's turning the screw?
Who hath prophesied?
Petit paramour
I will be the whore
Be my suicide

Who's carrying who?
Who's turning the screw?
Who hath prophesied?
Petit paramour
I will be the whore
Be my suicide

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A

Chord A

B

Chord B

D

Chord D

F#

Chord F#

G

Chord G