Cliche Chords

Capo 4th fret

Standard (EADGBE)

 This isG waterfall oEm7f human tales.

 Just a Gpiece of good luck,

 isEm7 all that we claim.

 But I'm Gtold by a friend,

 it'sEm7 more than sure.

 Just as Gclear as the sky,

 there is noEm7 fortune for all.

 And this isGsus4 nobody's fault,

 and this iA7sus4s nobody's share.

And I Say:

GSomebody'sEm7 soaked,

Cadd9somebody'A7sus4s cliché.

 Am GI caught in theEm7 storm.

Cadd9The sleepinA7sus4g creature.

 For I Gbeg high andEm7 hope,

 For I beg high aGnd hold. A7sus4

 Till I Gfall in theA7sus4 storm.

Cadd9The storm of cliché.

This is whore that prays in church,

torn her soul.

This is countess on the ball,

but the title is stolen.

This is a cripple from the war,

the guy you know.

But the answer's in the end,

something cannot be changed.

And this is nobody's fault,

and this is nobody's share.

And I Say:

Somebody's soaked,

somebody's cliché.

Am I caught in the storm.

The sleeping creature.

For I beg high and hope,

for I beg high and hold.

Till I fall in the storm.

I did not reach it,

I did not reach it.

Somebody's soaked,

somebody's cliché.

Am I caught in the storm.

The sleeping creature.

For I beg high and hope,

for I beg high and hold.

Till I fall in the storm.

The storm of cliché.

GSomebodyEm7, everybody.

Cadd9High or low,A7sus4 or hiding.

GNobody's Em7born as a A7sus4creature.

A7sus4You better be,

Gnot mad at me,

Em7'cause body falls,

A7sus4vanishes souls.

Cadd9Me better fear,

Gnobody's Em7born as a A7sus4creature.

 Nobody's Cadd9creature,

 and A7sus4nobody fears.

Somebody's soaked,

somebody's cliché.

Am I caught in the storm.

The sleeping creature.

For I beg high and hope,

for I beg high and hold.

Till I fall in the storm.

I did not reach it,

I did not reach it.

Somebody's soaked,

somebody's cliché.

Am I caught in the storm.

Da sleeping creature.

For I beg high and hope,

for I beg high and hold.

Till I fall in the storm.

The storm of cliché.