Wilco – Normal American Kids

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Wilco – Normal American Kids Chords and Lyrics

Artist : Wilco
Song : Normal American Kids

[Intro] : B E B E B7 E B E

[Verse] :  
 B        E        B           E
I remind myself of myself long ago
B7            E      B             E
'Fore I could drive, 'fore I could vote
B          E     B            E
All of the time, holding a grudge
B7           E            B           E
‘Fore I knew people could die just because

[Bridge] : 
F#          B      F#           B
Shot from a sling, head full of buzz
G#m           C#7       A        E
I knew what I liked was not very much

[Verse] : 
B           E     B           E
High at the time, tied to the grid
B7        E            B      E          B E B E B7 E B E
Always afraid of those normal American kids

[Bridge] : 
F#            B      F#            B
Oh, all of my spirit leaked like a cut
G#m           C#7          A           E
I knew what I needed would never be enough

[Verse] : 
B         E       B         E
I was too high to change my bid
B7        E           B      E          B E B E
Always afraid to be a normal American kid

[Bridge] : 
B       E      B       E      F#    B        F#    B
Always hating normal American empty summer days
G#m       C#7        A               E
Lightning crazed and cracked like an egg

[Verse] : 
B       E       B        E
High behind the garden shed
B7          E        B      E          B E B E
Painting myself as a normal American kid
B7       E      B E     
I always hated it

[Solo] : F# B F# B G#m C#7 A E

[Verse] : 
B       E       B        E
High as high as high can loom
B7        E         B       E
Under the sheets in my bedroom
B     E       B        E
I was high as high can get
B7     E               B      E          B E B E B7 E B E
Always afraid of those normal American kids

[Bridge] : 
F#            B         F#       B
Oh, bongs and jams, and carpeted vans
G#m         C#7    A           E
Hate everything, I don't understand

[Verse] : 
B    E     B              E
High times tightening the lid
B7           E               B      E          B E B E
I had to get away from those normal American kids
B7     E           B      E           B E B E B7 E B E B E B E
Always hated those normal American kids
B7     E           B      E           B
Always hated those normal American kids
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