How They Made Us Chords & Lyrics by Wil Wagner
How They Made Us
guitar chords lyrics
Hey guys,
Here's a song off Wil Wagner's new EP Laika, called "How They Made Us". This is
just a rough idea, but seems to sound pretty good both with the song and on it's own.
I don't know the names of any chords in Open C, but use below for reference
Also high F is hammered on here and there, listen for timing.
Tuning: Open C (CGCGCe), Capo 9
e|--0-(1)-----0-(1)-----0-(1)-----0------0----------------------|
C|--0---------0---------0---------0------0----------------------|
G|--0---------0---------0---------0------0----------------------|
C|--0---------2---------4---------2------0----------------------|
G|--------------------------------4------2----------------------|
C|--------------------------------------------------------------|
C D E B A
Intro
C D E D C B
Verse 1
E D
It's a midwinter Friday and there's not a car on this highway
C
That wouldn't hit me just to get home.
B
I'm riding punch lines and dregs from the pouch that we split
somewhere back on Punt Road.
E D
And the big neon signs they all intertwine
C
With the passing cars' headlights burning my eyes.
B
In this city of excuses, dead palm trees and useless transport,
A B
I use my legs to get to you on time.
Chorus
A B C
But silence speaks louder than words that we don't understand,
E D A
And I know the language is made out of
B C
One upmanship and slight of hand.
A B C A
But it's all we've got to explain how they made us,
E D A
Unable to explain how they made us.
E D E D C B
Unable to explain how they
Verse 2
E D
And I'm naked except for donations, rank revelations,
C
My own bad behavior, pissing off the neighbours.
B
Lying to colleagues about how interesting I am,
E
Just so part of me is nothing like them and
D
The clubs up on Swan Street pulse to the backbeat of violence and sadness
C
and god awful sweat heat.
B
They tarnish reputations and they smash up train stations,
So angry they forgot what they were angry about.
A B
This city is a punching bag for the punished to let something out.
A B E D C
But how can you stay mad when the red sun spits straight through the clouds
B
like this?
A
And the cold bites my skin.
B
And you bit my upper lip.
Chorus 2
A B C
But silence speaks louder than words that we don't understand,
E D A
And I know the language is made out of
B C
One upmanship and slight of hand.
A B C A
But it's all we've got to explain how they made us,
E D A
Unable to explain how they made us.
E D C
Unable to explain how they
**Disclaimer: There is a very good chance this tab is not 100% correct and I am okay
with that. Leave your respectful corrections or tips in the comments box and the tab will
be corrected**
If you're a fan of Wil's and The Smith Street Band I've got a couple SSB tabs up
on UG. (Self Control and Belly of your Bedroom)
Cheers!
By: Christian Suderman
Username: Sudey
