The 1975 - Part Of The Band: chords

B                   F#                            C#
She was part of the Air Force, I was part of the band
                 D#m
I always used to bust into her hand
B          F#       C#   D#m
In my, my, my imagination
B               F#                         C#
I was living my best life, living with my parents
               D#m
Way before the paying penance and verbal propellants
B            F#       C#
And my, my, my cancellation, hm, yeah

And I fell in love with a boy, it was kinda lame
I was Rimbaud and he was Paul Verlaine
In my, my, my imagination
So many cringes and heroin binges
I was coming off the hinges, living on the fringes
Of my, my, my imagination, oh, yeah

G#m B  C#
     Enough about me now
G#m B            C#
     "You gotta talk about the people, baby"
G#m B C#
     (But that's kind of the idea)

Chorus:
D#m               C#
At home, somewhere I don't like
B                   F#
Eating stuff off of motorbikes
B                    C#  Ddim
Cumming to her lookalikes
D#m              C#
I can't get the language right
      B                F#    B F# C# F#
Just tell me what's unladylike

I know some Vaccinista tote bag chic baristas
Sitting in east on their communista keisters
Writing about their ejaculations
"I like my men like I like my coffee
Full of soy milk and so sweet, it won't offend anybody"
Whilst staining the pages of The Nation, oh, yeah

A Xanax and a Newport
"Well I take care of my kids", she said

Chorus:
The worst inside of us begets
That feeling on the internet
It's like someone intended it
(Like advertising cigarettes)
A diamond in the rough begets
The diamond with a scruff you get

    B                     F#
Am I ironically woke? The butt of my joke?
      C#                      D#m
Or am I just some post-coke, average, skinny bloke
B           F#        C#
Calling his ego imagination?
          B                   F#                    C#
I've not picked up that in a thousand four hundred days
                   D#m
And nine hours and sixteen minutes, babe
B               F#        C#   F#
It's kind of my daily iteration

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Am

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C#

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D#m

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Ddim

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F#

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G#m

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B

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