Crying Lightning – Arctic Monkeys

Crying Lightning (Acoustic) – Arctic Monkeys

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Tabbed by: Kane Robinson
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Tuning: Standard (EADGBe)

Crying Lightning Acoustic Chords – Arctic Monkeys

These are the acoustic chords for Crying Lightning as performed by Alex Turner on
this video – http://www.youtube.com/watch?vTOO3h21Gd7c

Credit to muttjones2 for originally posting these on the AM forum.

Intro:

Outside the cafe by the cracker factory
You were practicing a magic trick
And my thoughts got rude, as you talked and chewed
On the last of your pick and mix

Said you?re mistaken if you’re thinking that I haven’t been caught
cold before
As you bit into your strawberry lace
And then a flip in your attention in the form of a gobstopper
Is all you had left and it was going to waste

Your past-times, consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I love that little game you had called
Crying lightning
And how you like to aggravate the ice-cream man on rainy afternoons

Am (Strum Once)
The next time that I caught my own reflection
It was on it’s way to meet you
Thinking of excuses to postpone
You never look like yourself from the side
But your profile could not hide
The fact you knew I was approaching your throne

With folded arms you occupied the bench like toothache
Stood and puffed your chest out like you never lost a war
And though I tried so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction
There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw

And your past-times, consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game you had called
Crying lightning
And how you like to aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons
Uninviting
But not half as impossible as everyone assumes
You are crying lightning

Oh you were reading a book about some idiot
And telling me about another

I was so severely underwhelmed
I thought I might never recover

Straighten the rudder girl
And sail me up stairs
And go and find somebody
Who cares

Well we might not be the perfect partners
But tonight we make a pair

Your past-times, consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game you had called

Crying lightning
Crying lightning
Crying lightning
Crying lightning

Your past-times, consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game you had called

Cryi——–ng