Аккорды к песне ​Arctic Monkeys — Crying lightning

Intro: Am F Am E 
         Am  G  C  E 
 
Am         F        Am        E 
Outside the cafe by the cracker factory 
      Am          G      C E 
You were practicing a magic trick 
    Am         F         Am        E 
And my thoughts got rude, as you talked and chewed 
     Am           G      C E 
On the last of your pick and mix 
 
                     Am               F 
Said you’re mistaken if you're thinking that I haven't been caught 
Am        E 
cold before 
    Am             G       C  E 
As you bit into your strawberry lace 
                   Am            F       Am      E 
And then a flip in your attention in the form of a gobstopper 
           Am               G     C    E 
Is all you had left and it was going to waste 
 
Am         F        Am 
Your past-times, consisted of the strange 
  E 
And twisted and deranged 
         Am            G    C     E 
And I love that little game you had called crying lightning 
     Am          F   Am    E 
And how you like to aggravate  
     Am         G      C E 
the ice-cream man on rainy afternoons 
 
Am (Strum Once) 
 
             Am               F 
The next time that I caught my own reflection 
    Am              E 
It was on it's way to meet you 
Am         G       C   E 
Thinking of excuses to postpone 
            Am                 F 
You never look like yourself from the side 
      Am             E 
But your profile could not hide 
         Am           G      C   E 
The fact you knew I was approaching your throne 
 
        Am         F           Am 
With folded arms you occupied the bench like toothache 
E              Am           G         C E 
Stood and puffed your chest out like you never lost a war 
       Am              F         Am          E 
And though I tried so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction 
  Am             G          C   E 
There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw 
 
     F          Dm 
And your past-times, consisted of the strange 
 Am 
And twisted and deranged 
  Am                          F 
And I hate that little game you had called 
     Dm 
Crying lightning 
            Am                              F 
And how you like to aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons 
 Dm 
Uninviting 
 Am 
But not half as impossible as everyone assumes 
    F      Dm 
You are crying lightning 
 
Am 
 
       Am              Dm 
Oh you were reading a book about some idiot 
 F             E 
And telling me about another 
 
   Am         Dm 
I was so severely underwhelmed 
         F         E 
I thought I might never recover 
 
           Am 
Straighten the rudder girl 
 Dm 
And sail me up stairs 
 F 
And Go and find somebody 
 E 
Who cares 
 
     Am             Dm 
Well we might not be the perfect partners 
    F           E 
But tonight we make a pair 
 
Am              Am 
Your past-times, consisted of the strange 
  Am 
And twisted and deranged          
     Am                        F 
And I hate that little game you had called 
 
     Dm       Am 
Crying lightning 
     Am       F 
Crying lightning 
     Dm       Am 
Crying lightning 
     Am 
Crying lightning 
 
  F           Dm 
Your past-times, consisted of the strange 
 Am 
And twisted and deranged 
     Am                        F 
And I hate that little game you had called 
      Dm 
Cryi---ng