Darkling Down Chords

Intro:

Em/Ab Eb/G Dm/Gb Db/F C/E Cmajb5/Gb Fm#7 Gsus4/F

Asus 4 A7 Asus4 A7

Well along in the 21st hour when the whole damn grid goes down

Asus 4 A7 Asus4 A7

This is how a party gets started in for a penny — in for a pound

Cadd9

Asus 4 A7 Asus4 A7

All at once the whole joint goes quiet and all the wavy lines go straight

Asus 4 A7 Asus4 A7

One fool among fools is wondering what happens if I die too late?

F/A G7 F/A G7

Get back with your dimestore nihilism Big Daddy’s on a glory run

F/A G7 C C/Db

Gettin’ down on the cellular level just in case I got to call someone

Dm C Bdim Am

Darkling down — on a darkling plain

Am G Am G

In the dim dank night of the pissin’-down rain

Dm C Bdim Am

Darkling down — on the balls of his ass

Am G Am G

While he prays and waits for the storm to pass

Dbm7(b5) Gb7(b9) Bm7(b5) E7(b9)

Lemme show you where the good thing happens it’s a barbershop in Inglewood

Too bad we won’t get past the bouncer sadly I’ve been banned for good

There’s a coffee shop right ‘round the corner the proprietor knows my name

Cup of joe and a Vicks inhaler now you’re ready for the big boy game

Steady son come seven come eleven, if either one of us can count that high

Muscatel if the deal gets dicey, milk and honey in the by and by

Darkling down — it’s a damn disgrace

Going round and round in a very small place

Darkling down — with a hole in his soul

That he can’t explain and he can’t control

Dbm7(b5) Gb7(b9) Ebm7(b5) Ab7(b9)

Solo:

Dbsus4 Db7 Dbsus4 Db7

Absus4 Ab7 Absus4 Ab7

Dbsus4 Db7 Dbsus4 Db7

Absus4 Ab7 Absus4 Ab7

Ebsus4 Eb7 Dbsus4 Db7

Asus4 A7 Asus4 A7

For the fun or for the money. For the fuck of it or just because

Asus4 A7 Asus4 A7

Listen, friend, this is no damn picnic but let’s imagine for a minute that it was

Asus4 A7 Asus4 A7

Who will feast on this buzzard’s banquet? Who will render my heroic bust?

Asus4 A7 Asus4 A7

Who will choke on my lachrymose musings? Who will eat my zero dust?

F/A G7 F/A G7

Who will wear this puke-streaked tunic? Who shall gorge on this cup of spleen?

F/A G7 C C/Db

Who will sing about the good bad and ugly? And all and everything in between?

Darkling down — this is god’s good man

On his hands and knees livin’ god’s good plan

Darkling down — and we don’t know still

When he’ll come around if he ever will

Darkling down — on a zero-G dive

And we just can’t say will the fool survive

Darkling down — in a seven-G turn

Glowing like a coal in the afterburn