Retail Lord

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G 320033
C x32010
Am x02210
Em 022000
F 133211

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[Verse]
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I dreamed we worked in the department store, together in 1987
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In the middle of an aisle, we were dueling swords
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For the title of immaculate retail lord
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From the back of house to the blood on the floor
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My left ear was up against your lips as you
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Pinned me back into a rack of padded shoulders
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Tou whispered as the lights went out
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"Be free forever baby, you're shift is over"

[Chorus]
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Oh, If there was ever such a feckless thing as night in the afternoon
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Still I might stretch out the saltwater taffied ends of every hour with you
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I’m in another fit of laughter
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The speed at which the morning after
 F                                                                                           Am    G
Slips into the consciousness of the night, seasonally shifting the limbs of our lives into action.....

[Interlude]
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[Verse]
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The colors of the world that go together best are the deep evergreens and the reds of the robin's breast
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My teacher is a common creature that's never even spoken or heard a word of English
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Breakfast is an edible calling card that serves to bridge our dimensions
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My phone is out in the yard and I’m feeling younger from paying attention

[Chorus]
G                 Am                   C                     Em    C
Oh, If there was ever such a feckless thing as night in the afternoon
G               Am                       C                     Em        C  
Still I might stretch out the saltwater taffied ends of every hour with you
G               C       Am   
I’m in another fit of laughter
G                        C      Am  
The speed at which the morning after
 F                                                                                           Am    G
Slips into the consciousness of the night, seasonally shifting the limbs of our lives into action.....

[Outro]
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