Bm      A             G             Em 
I think I'll go home and mull this over 
               D2       A2           G2 
Before I cram it down my throat 
            Bm        A                     G         Em 
At long last it's crashed, the colossal mass 
                    D2       A2            G2 
Has broken up into bits in my moat 
 
 
Em           D2          Em      D2    Dsus4   D2 
   Lift the mattress off the floor 
Em              D2                        A2                G2 
   Walk the cramps off, go meander in the cold 
Em                 D2         Em               D2 
  Hail to your dark skin, hiding the fact you're dead again 
Em      D2                     A2                   G2 
  Underneath the powerlines seeking shade 
G2 
Far above our heads are the icy heights that contain all reason 
 
(Verse 2) 
 
Bm  A         G         Em   Bm     A          G 
All   these   squawking   birds   won't   quit 
Bm   A     G    Em   Bm  A    G2 
Building   nothing   lay  ing   bricks 
 

    
        Abrir tablatura
        
    
    
D|--------0------------------| 
A|-----2------------0----0--| 
E|--3--------3--2-----0-----|
 
 
D   D   D   D 
 
(Verse chords w/ solo) 
 
(Chorus) 
 
End on G2 
 

    
        Abrir tablatura
        
    
    
Here are the chords as James plays them (I watched him when I saw him live and I believe 
I got it right). 
Basically, the 2 chords are the open versions of the bar chords that are played in the song. 

Bm:  799777 
A:  577655 
A2:  002220 
G:  355433 
G2:  320003 
Em:  022000 
D2:  xx00232 
Dsus4:  xx00233 
D:  x57775 
 
 
I think i'll go home and mull this over  
Before i cram it down my throat  
At long last it's crashed, the colossal mass  
Has broken up into bits in my moat.  
 
Lift the mattress off the floor  
Walk the cramps off  
Go meander in the cold  
Hail to your dark skin  
Hiding the fact you're dead again  
Undeneath the power lines seeking shade  
Far above our heads are the icy heights that contain all reason  
 
It's a luscious mix of words and tricks  
That let us bet when you know we should fold  
On rocks i dreamt of where we'd stepped  
And the whole mess of roads we're now on.  
 
Hold your glass up, hold it in  
Never betray the way you've always known it is.  
One day i'll be wondering how  
I got so old just wondering how  
I never got cold wearing nothing in the snow.  
 
This is way beyond my remote concern  
Of being condescending  
 
All these squawking birds won't quit.  
Building nothing, laying bricks. 



"Caring is Creepy" by The Shins 
Tabbed by Nell ([email protected]) - http://nellmedia.com/mercer 
 
I don't know if *all* of this is 100% correct, but it's almost entirely right.