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No Pocky for Kitty

No Pocky for Kitty Guitar Tabs
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SKIP STEPS 1 AND 3


I see a stick like this as big as your fist(?)
Take a slow stop stake and run it through
Cause if the sound's as good as the action just might nudge us
Well you hesitate and you waste why dont you move

Hit the gas straight on run through the lights run through the tree
Skip steps one and three,skip steps one and three
See what you want to say get to the point, your getting to me
Skip steps one and three, skip steps one and three

Yeah, you can craze the head and go home happy
Well it's so free time in the back of your skull
And not far from now and what comes after
You've been sucking wind so long it makes you feel full

You've been sucking wind so long x4

SEED TOSS


i put a stake in your spokes
you better laugh at my jokes
you better memorize this face
you better stay in my good graces

cause you will come on your proof (sometimes he says here you will come on your proof)
and your mood ring is turnin brown
you will begin to feel it soon
and your tossin' your seeds around

you better memorize this face
you better stay right in your place
I draw the lines here from now on
and your picture is already drawn
and this movie goes on too long
and this coffee's a little too strong
and i think that im running on
well i guess that im running

CAST IRON


You think you see everything with those glasses
My eyes are color of molasses
All you have to do is ask
These off and I'll tell you

I'll tell you from my front porch
I'll tell you from my cast iron chair
I'll tell you about my special friends I only wish you were there

Don't get uppity with me
I see things that you never see
I've been seeing them for years
Let me whisper in your ear

I'll tell you from my front porch
I'll tell you from my cast iron chair
I'll tell you about my visitors I only wish you were there well

the man in the airplane is looking for you x4
He's looking for you
looking for you,looking for you
The man in the airplane is looking for you

TOWER

PUNCH ME HARDER


Punch me hard,make me feel it
Could not pay the way,I have to steal it
I don't want to take anything,I feel guilty when I buy it
I'm writing my lines down from now on,maybe you should try it

punch me harder x4

Check you out I wish I could I'm not allowed
If I had the right toke,If I smoked the right smokes
There's a little red stone thats breathing,that your leaving
It seems too light in the bottom of a non-reflecting pool

SPRUNG A LEAK


My bed is like none you've ever seen
It's filled with leaves and pools with murky green
Down there where light has never been
Where I stay and that's healthy for my skin

Yesterday you talked to me
Today I feel I've sprung a leak
Today you've got nothing to say
Today you're just went up,wait

I know there could be
I know there could be a bond
If you sang with me
Into this lilly pond

If you sang with me x3

30 XTRA

TIE A ROPE TO THE BACK OF THE BUS

Level that house tie a rope to the back of the bus
Suck it all out take a straw to the rest of the dust
I got the year boy
He's taking pictures off the wall
And put this in the corner
Shoot it and see if it falls
Hope the pile in the center
Of the rude plan of rackin' love stove(?)
Set a fire to the pot suckin' toe
Take a breathless stroke

Take a breathless stroke
Level that house tie a rope to the back of the bus
Suck it all out take a straw to the rest of the dust
To the rest of the dust

These things in the basement
Through upstairs
Get your fingertips under the edge
And it wont just tear
And it's all messy
And sue you once for what it was to me(?)
I see you running outside
For the boxes to prove I'm a fake

I'll take it from hands
And then not break it

PRESS

SIDEWALK

CREEK

THROWING THINGS

I'm blowing up the street like a leaf
I skin my back a few times you'll see
Head over heels my hands' on my heart
I'm making a promise and that's a start

You're leaving a trail for me
I see you up in the tallest tree
You're throwing things down at me
I'm starting to climb I'm starting on my knees

Somewhere and on the way
Dusk it turns back into day
The sky is orange the trees lie down against it

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