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Televators

The Mars Volta
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Chords in this song7

Song

Artist : The Mars Volta
Song : Televators
Album : De-loused in the Comatorium
Chords:
Bm* : 224432 or 079x80
Gmaj : 355433
Em* : 022000 or 799777
Gm : 355333
G/D : xx0433
A : x02220

Intro

e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|------------------------------------------------------4----------4----------4----------|
D|-4---------4----------4----------4----------5---------5----------5----------5----------|
A|-5---5---5------5---5------5---5------5---5-5---5---5------5---5------5---5------5---5-|
E|-7-7---7------7---7------7---7------7---7---3-3---3------3---3------3---3------3---3---|

Verse 1

Just as he...
Hit – the - Ground, they lowered a tow – that - stuck in his neck to the
Gills. Fragments of sobriquets. Riddle me
this, three half eaten corneas, who hit the aureole. Stalk the
Ground. Stalk the Ground.

Chorus

You should have
seen, the curse that flew right by you. Page of con-
-crete, stained walks crutch in hobbled sway. Auto-da
-fé, a capillary hint of red.
Em* Em* Bm* G/D
Only this manupod crescent in shape has es-
-caped 
  

Verse 2

The house half a-
-way, fell empty with teeth that, split both his lips mark these
words, one day this chalk outline will circle this city. Was he
robbed of the asphalt, that cushioned his face, a
room coloured charlatan, hid in a safe. Stalk the
Ground. Stalk the Ground.

Chorus

You should have
seen, the curse that flew right by you. Page of con-
-crete, stained walks crutch in hobbled sway. Auto-da
-fé, a capillary hint of red.
Em* Em* Bm* G/D
Only this manupod crescent in shape has es-
-caped 
  

Bridge

Pull the
pins. Save your Grace. Mark these words. On his Grave (x3)

Chorus/Outro

You should have
seen, the curse that flew right by you. Page of con-
-crete, stained walks crutch in hobbled sway. Auto-da
-fé, a capillary hint of red.
Em* Em* Bm*
Everyone knows the last toes are -
always the coldest to go.

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