First Floor People - Barcelona
Capo 1
Standard Tuning
Verse 1:
Fi[Em]rst fl[D]oor p[Am]eople. I'll t[Em]ake my pl[D]ace am[Am]ong the thr[Em]ongs
E[Em]very-[D]one re[Am]ading bo[Em]oks on h[D]ow n[Am]ot to f[Em]all
S[Em]ome may s[D]ay, the wo[Am]rld looks the s[Em]ame through r[D]ed eyes; [Am]no w[Em]ay
C[Em]overed [D]in d[Am]irt off the f[Em]loor, I'm s[D]eeing s[Am]tra[Em]ight
D[D]on't be scared if y[G]ou kn[C]ow
H[D]elp me to ex-pl[C]ain myself
Chorus:
W[G]ho am [Em]I to fo[G]ol n[D]ow if you're g[Em]one, y[D]ou're gone?
If [G]I am fo[Em]und bel[G]ow the gr[D]ound, I'm se[D]arch[Em]ing, d[D]esperate.
Verse 2:
P[Em]re-p[D]ared p[Am]eople, t[Em]ake your pl[D]aces [Am]on d[Em]eck.
I'm a l[Em]ost b[D]oy with [Am]no one to t[Em]ell me [D]I am [Am]saf[Em]e
O[D]verarching r[G]ules h[C]ave
t[D]old me not to th[C]ink about,
Chorus:
W[G]ho am [Em]I to fo[G]ol n[D]ow if you're g[Em]one, y[D]ou're gone?
If [G]I am fo[Em]und bel[G]ow the gr[D]ound, I'm se[D]arch[Em]ing, d[D]esperate.
Bridge:
Th[C]is hole is deeper by the h[D]our
My hands are bleeding I spin ar[Am]ound
You're n[C]o-w[D]here
I'[C]ll throw away my ugly pl[D]ans
They're too tired to push me a[Am]nywhere but d[C]ow[D]n
Chorus:
So w[G]ho am [Em]I to fo[G]ol n[D]ow if you're g[Em]one, y[D]ou're gone?
If [G]I am fo[Em]und bel[G]ow the gr[D]ound, I'm se[D]arch[Em]ing, d[D]esperate.
Capo 1
Standard Tuning
Verse 1:
Fi[Em]rst fl[D]oor p[Am]eople. I'll t[Em]ake my pl[D]ace am[Am]ong the thr[Em]ongs
E[Em]very-[D]one re[Am]ading bo[Em]oks on h[D]ow n[Am]ot to f[Em]all
S[Em]ome may s[D]ay, the wo[Am]rld looks the s[Em]ame through r[D]ed eyes; [Am]no w[Em]ay
C[Em]overed [D]in d[Am]irt off the f[Em]loor, I'm s[D]eeing s[Am]tra[Em]ight
D[D]on't be scared if y[G]ou kn[C]ow
H[D]elp me to ex-pl[C]ain myself
Chorus:
W[G]ho am [Em]I to fo[G]ol n[D]ow if you're g[Em]one, y[D]ou're gone?
If [G]I am fo[Em]und bel[G]ow the gr[D]ound, I'm se[D]arch[Em]ing, d[D]esperate.
Verse 2:
P[Em]re-p[D]ared p[Am]eople, t[Em]ake your pl[D]aces [Am]on d[Em]eck.
I'm a l[Em]ost b[D]oy with [Am]no one to t[Em]ell me [D]I am [Am]saf[Em]e
O[D]verarching r[G]ules h[C]ave
t[D]old me not to th[C]ink about,
Chorus:
W[G]ho am [Em]I to fo[G]ol n[D]ow if you're g[Em]one, y[D]ou're gone?
If [G]I am fo[Em]und bel[G]ow the gr[D]ound, I'm se[D]arch[Em]ing, d[D]esperate.
Bridge:
Th[C]is hole is deeper by the h[D]our
My hands are bleeding I spin ar[Am]ound
You're n[C]o-w[D]here
I'[C]ll throw away my ugly pl[D]ans
They're too tired to push me a[Am]nywhere but d[C]ow[D]n
Chorus:
So w[G]ho am [Em]I to fo[G]ol n[D]ow if you're g[Em]one, y[D]ou're gone?
If [G]I am fo[Em]und bel[G]ow the gr[D]ound, I'm se[D]arch[Em]ing, d[D]esperate.
