Harness Your Hopes Chords by Pavement

[Start]

[Intro]
Eb Db Ab Db Bb F7 F Bb
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[Verse]
Gm                
Harness your hopes
            Bb     Gm
On just one person ■ 
Gm7                Gm     
Because you know a harness
         Gm          
Was only made for one
                     Gm    
Don't telegraph your passes
                   Bb       Gm
You'll end up with molasses ■ 
              Gm   
Cauterized in syrup
              Bb      
And syrup and molasses
                         C     C7
And I'm checking out the asses ■ 


[Chorus]
                Eb        
The assets that attract us
                 Gm   
To anything that moves
                      Bb     
We're deep inside the grooves
Bb7                        C      
And it's time to shake the rations
                       Eb     
'cause someone's gonna cash in
                  Gm   
The plot it turns again
                        Bb 
The reference starts at ten
     Gm     
Well show me


[Verse]
                        Bb       Gm
A word that rhymes with Pavement ■ 
                      Gm     
And I won't kill your parents
                    Gm  
And roast them on a spit
               Gm            
And adon't you try to etch it
               Bb     Gm
Or permanently sketch it
                                Bb  
Or you're gonna catch a bad bad cold
                                C          
And the freaks have stormed the White House


[Chorus]
               Eb        
I moved into a lighthouse
                 Gm  
It's on a scenic quay
               Bb  
It's oh so far away
Bb7               C        
Far away from the beginning
                      Eb   
The shroud is made of linen
                       Gm   
The yearling took your purse
                   Bb    
The goth kid has a hearse
F                         
Heartbreaking Earthquaking
               F          
Kiwis they are home baking
Eb    Bb   C F    Bb   
Minds wide ■ open truly
Gm                        Gm7    
Leisure A leisure suit is nothing
             Bb          Gm
It's nothing to be proud of
   Gm               
In this late century
Bb                           
And I'm asking you to hold me
Gm                         
Just like the morning paper
Gm                          
Pinched between your pointer
                    Gm   
Your index and your thumb
Bb                  
It's a semiautomatic
C                     
Believers are ecstatic
Eb                   Gm   
You see the way they cling
                  Gm   
The cold metallic sting
Bb                      
And I'm living in a coma
C            Eb    
For Donna de Varona
                    Gm   
The harness made of hopes
           Bb     F    
The lovers on the ropes
          F     
Nun is to church
                    F    
As the parrot is to perch
Eb  F7        
And my heart's
C7   F7   Eb   
Wide open truly


[Solo]
Bb Gm Bb Gm Bb Gm Bb Gm
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[Outro]
Dm Gm Bb Gm7 Gm C7 Bb Gm7
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C7 Bb Gm7 C7 Gm Bb Gm
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