Frank Turner - Wherefore Art Thou Gene Simons Tabs

h=hammer on 
p=pull off
G major 4/4

G1= 30040x
D1= 20020x
C1= 50050x
Em1= 70070x
D7/C= x30210
Gb1= x10030
G#1= 4x553x 

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Riff 1
A mother said, "Beware of boys in bands
And certainly don't let them write you songs

Riff 1
For they will come to you on bended knee and kiss your pretty hands
When the singing's done, and the suns up they'll be gone."

          Em           D              G           C
While her mother has a point, I might resent the implication.
     Em            D                  C               G
That every boy who plays guitar plays women like Gene Simmons.

Riff 1 
4600 photographs, stuck into a scr*pbook beneath your bed.

Riff 1
4599 broken hearts, and one more you can't get out of your head.

               Em            D               G                  C
And though you swear you can remember every pair of lips you've kissed

Em               D                   C              G
Deep down you're scared there's 1 or 2 you might've missed.

Bridge

G1     D1     C1     G1
Oh,    Oh    Chaim  Witz, 

Em1    C1     D1     G1
where fore   art    though?

G1     D1     C1     G1
Does  your   mother 

Em1    C1     D1     G1    D7/C
know   who    you    are   now?

         Em            D                   G               C
Not that I can point a finger, I've been a sinner just the same
        Em             D             C                  G
Fallen hard in love in motels and by sunrise lost their name.
            Em             D              G                 C
And I have crept out into cold air in the smallest hours to leave
           Em            D                   C          G  
And in the pockets of my jacket I've kept my last fidelities

   Gb1                 
A navy coin and a broken plastic compass that someone gave me.
      G#1                                G
That can't find north anymore. Just like me.

G1     D1     C1     G1
Oh,          Gene Simmons, 

Em1    C1     D1     G1
wherefore    art though?

G1     D1     C1     G1
I     could   sure   use 

Em1    C1     D1     G1    D7/C
a hand on     my shoulder  now.

        Em         D                    G               C
when fidelity runs low that there's the moment when you choose

       Em                  D              C             G
In the life of things you love, some you keep, some you lose.