Midwest Midnight (live) Acordes

	   

Intro A 


A                     D         E 
With thirteen lovers I hid beneath the covers 
A                D        E 
 got staples in my hands for my time 
A                   F#     
 With the radio low so the folks don't know 
    D               E 
 I proceed with my passion of crime... 
A                    D           E 
 And though somewhat obtuse, I've been told this abuse 
A                 D         E 
 will more than likely make me go blind 
A                              F# 
 But with a heart that's aching, it's a risk worth taking 
     D                        E                 A 
 'cause true love, they say, is so hard to find... 

A D E 
A D E 

A                    D         E 
 Why can't she see what she's doing to me 
A                 D        E 
 If that bandstand girl only was here 
A                        F# 
 And I'm living the dream, getting lost on the screen, 
D                 E 
 doing Presley in front of the mirror... 
A                D             E 
 Hanging around, getting high on the sounds 
A             D           E 
 of the ladies and electric guitars 
A                             F# 
 Cross a double yellow line to who knows where 
  D                    E            A 
 with six sets of glory a night in some bar... 


 D   A    E    A  AAA 
 Midwest midnight 
 D           A       E       A 
 Ten thousand watts of holy light 
F#m      D   A     E    
 from my radio so clear... 
 D   A   E   A   AAA D   A      E    A   
 Bodies glistening, everybody's listening 
 F#m                  D                      E (hold and drone on this E) 
 as the man plays all the hits that you want to hear. 
  
A                    D               E 
 With a will to believe, and my songs on my sleeve 
A            D            E 
 If only I'd known from the start 
A                   F# 
 Such a sensitive toy, for a suburban boy 
   D                    E              
 who believed he was suffering for art... 
A        D          E 
 But then something went wrong 
A       D          E 
 and he watched as his songs 
A                  D          E 
 met a slow death of silence, but worse 
A                     F# 
 He was taken to task, by some critic who asked, 
   D                    E               A 
 "Do you write the words or lyrics first..." 


  

 Bridge: A 
 I hear 'em callin': 

(everything on the bridge is played in single not chops with two part call and answer vocals) 

A 
 "Boy, you should be grateful 
D 
 to get your foot inside the door. 
G 
 You know there's thousands out there 
A 
 who would take your place... 
A 
 This attitude of yours, my son, 
D 
 well, it lacks the due respect... 
G           G/F# 
 You bite the hand that feeds you-- 
D                      E 
 even if you're never fed..." 

A               D               E 
 Chasing the fame keeps 'em all in the game 
A                D              E 
 But money's still the way they keep score 
A                        F# 
 And nobody told you that you would get older 
   D                 E 
 strung out like some Avenue whore... 
A                  D                   E  
 Waiting release, getting shot through the grease, 
A      D          E 
 some L.A. madonna's maligned 
A                               F# 
 And New York's calling just to see if you've heard 
  D               
 'bout the great English band 
  E             A  
 they just signed.... 

 Take me back to... 
 (Chorus:) 
 Midwest midnight 
 Ten thousand watts of holy light 
 from my radio so clear... 
 Bodies glistening, is anybody listening? 
 Does the man still play all the hits that you want to hear