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| Floating |
| Live at the Corn Exchange in Edinburgh |
| August 23, 2006 |
| Performed by Raconteurs |
| Written by Jape |
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RIFF (main, jack played, brendan sing):
e|--8-8-8-6-3--3-6-8-6-8----------------------|
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D|--------------------------------------------|
A|--------------------------------------------|
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e|--8-8-8--8-8-8-6-3-6-3----------------------|
B|-----------------------6-3-(3-6-3)----------|
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D|--------------------------------------------|
A|--------------------------------------------|
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VERSE 1:
RIFF
Took our first pill and the music was shit
RIFF
I said 'fuck dancing all night' but then that's just what you do
It felt like flo-oh--------------------------------------|oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ating (2x)
e|---------------8---5---3--3--5--3--------------------------|
B|-3--6----3-------------------------6--3--------------------|
G|-----------------------------------------------------------|
D|-----------------------------------------------------------|
A|-----------------------------------------------------------|
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felt like floating
VERSE 2:
The party was warm and I lay by your side
I said 'I'm glad I have found you, I'm glad we're alive'
It feels like floating, it feels like floating, it feels like floating
e|--5-8-5---5---(Jack played solo 4x)--|
B|--------8----------------------------|
G|-------------------------------------|
D|-------------------------------------|
A|-------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------|
VERSE 3:
We lay by a river and looked at the stars
I said 'how tiny we are, girl, how tiny we are'
It feels like floating, it feels like floating, it feels like floating
VERSE 4:
Lifetime is short, girl, and death is so long
I don't believe in no heaven, I just know that I'm gone
It feels like floating, it feels like floating, it feels like floating
VERSE 5:
Been looking so long (?) and I don't understand
Because it makes much more sense with my hands in your hands
It feels like floating, it feels like floating, it feels like floating
It feels like floating, it feels like floating, it feels like floating
It feels like floating, it feels like floating, it feels like floating
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