The Last Dinner Party – The Feminine Urge Chords

Bm  
A  
Em  
D/F#  
GM7  
F#/A#  
G  
Gm  
D  
Am  

Verse 1Bm..A room at dusk
Mastering the aArt of lying still
Breathe Emlike a girl.D/F#....
'Til mGM7y lungs fillA...F#/A#.....
Bm..Oh, pull your boots up boys
And pAush me down
I'm only heEmre for your entertGainmentChorusI am a dGmark red liver stretched out on a rock
All the poiD/F#son I convert it and I tDurn it to love
Here comes the fEmeminine urge, I know it so well
To Gnurture the wounds my mother held

Post-ChorusOh, bDallerina bend under the weight of it all
Ain't it fAmun to hold the world in your hands?
Do you fGeel like a man when I can't talk back?
Do you Gmwant me or do you want control?
DFailure to commit to the role, I admit
Was a faAmilure you achieved on your own
Do you wGant me to care when you just disappear?
GmI can't win them all (I can't win them aBmll)Verse 2Run 'til I fall
How I wish the Atrees would swallow me
Make mEme a forest, take aGM7way my soulA...F#/A#.....
Bm..I could never give the curse to her
I- IA could never live with the guilt of lEmying
That people are kGind ChorusI am a dGmark red liver stretched out on a rock
All the poiD/F#son I convert it and I tDurn it to love
Here comes the fEmeminine urge, I know it so well
To Gnurture the wounds my mother heldPost-ChorusOh, bDallerina bend under the weight of it all
Ain't it fAmun to hold the world in your hands?
Do you fGeel like a man when I can't talk back?
Do you Gmwant me or do you want control?
DFailure to commit to the role, I admit
Was a faAmilure you achieved on your own
Do you wGant me to care when you just disappear?
GmI can't win them all (I can't win them all)ChorusI am a dGmark red liver (Ooh)
Stretched out on the rocks (Oh-oh-ooh)
All the poiD/F#son I convert it and I tDurn it to love (Ooh-oh-ooh-ooh)
Here comes the feEmminine urge
I know it so well (Oh-oh-ooh)
To Gnurture the wounds my mother heldOutroGive me that dGmark red liquor
Stretched out on the rocks
All the poiD/F#son I convert it and I tDurn it to love
Here comes the fEmeminine urge
I know it so well
To nGurture the wounds my mother held.A.