Ode To the Mets

[Dm] [G] [Em] [Am] (x2)

 

Up on his [Dm]horse, up on his [G]horse

Not gonna [Em]wake up here [Am]anymore

Listen one [Dm]time,  it's not the [G]truth

It's just the [Em]story I tell [Am]to you

Easy to [Dm]say, easy to [G]do

But it's not [Em]easy, well maybe for [Am]you

Hope that you [Dm]find it, hope that it's [G]good

Hope that you [Em]read it, think that you [Am]should

Cuts you some [Dm]slack as he sits [G]back

Sizes you [Em]up, plans his [Am]attack

 

[Dm]Da-da-da

Drums please, [G]Fab

 

And I got it [Em]all, I got it [Am]all

Waitin' for [Dm]me down on the [G]street

But now you gotta do [Em]somethin' special for [Am]me

I'm gonna [Dm]say what's on my [G]mind

Then I'll [Em]walk out, then I'll feel [Am]fine

 

Yeah, I'm under his [Dm]thumb, I'm on his [G]back

I will not [Em]show my teeth too [Am]quick

I needed you [Dm]there, I needed you [G]there

But I didn't [Em]know, I didn't [Am]know

 

G[Dm]Go a[G]alone

I'll [C]go [Am]alone

We'll [Dm]go [G]alone

I'll [C]go [Am]alone

 

[Dm] [G] [Em] [Am]

 

Back from his [Dm]trip, he's at the [G]door

When he gets [Em]back, he's on the [Am]phone

Innocent [Dm]eye, innocent [G]heart

No, it's not [Em]wrong, but it's not [Am]right

Innocent [Dm]time, out on his [G]own

Not gonna do [Em]that, fuck, I'm out of [Am]control

I was just [Dm]bored, playin' the [G]guitar

Learned all your [Em]tricks, wasn't too [Am]hard

 

It's the last one [Dm]now, I can promise you [G]that

I'm gonna find out the [Em]truth when I get [Am]back

 

[Dm]Aaah [G]Aaah

[C]Aaah [Am]Aaah

[Dm]Aaah [G]Aaah

[C]Aaah [Am]Aaah

 

G[C]Gone now are the old times

[Dm]Forgotten, time to hold on the [F]railing

The Rubik's Cube isn't [G]solving for us

O[C]Old friends, long forgotten

The [Dm]old ways at the bottom of

The [F]ocean now has swallowed

The [G]only thing that's [C]left is us

So pardon the [Dm]silence that you're hearing

Is [F]turnin' into a deafening, [G]painful, shameful [C]roar

 

[C] [Dm] [F] [G] [C]