Artist: They Might Be Giants
Song: Nothing's Gonna Change My Clothes
Album: They Might Be Giants
Verses:
E C#7
All the people are so happy now, their heads are caving in
F#m B
I'm glad they are a snowman with pro- tec- tive rub- ber skin
G C
But every little thing's a dom- i- no that falls on different dots
G C B
And crashes in- to ev- ery- thing that tries to make it stop
E C#7
And the mirror it reflects a tiny dancing skeleton
F#M B
Surrounded be a fleshy overcoat and swaddled in
E C#7
A furry hat, elastic mask, a pair of shiny marble dice
G C B
Some people call them snake-eyes but to me they look like mice
Chorus:
E C#m A A#dim
nothing's smelling like a rose but I don't care if
E B C#m A
no one's coming up for air, 'cause I know
E C#m A A#dim
nothing's gonna change my clothes, ever anymore
Fill:( E F F# F )
Artist: They Might Be Giants
Song: Nothing's Gonna Change My Clothes
Album: They Might Be Giants
Verses:
E C#7
All the people are so happy now, their heads are caving in
F#m B
I'm glad they are a snowman with pro- tec- tive rub- ber skin
G C
But every little thing's a dom- i- no that falls on different dots
G C B
And crashes in- to ev- ery- thing that tries to make it stop
E C#7
And the mirror it reflects a tiny dancing skeleton
F#M B
Surrounded be a fleshy overcoat and swaddled in
E C#7
A furry hat, elastic mask, a pair of shiny marble dice
G C B
Some people call them snake-eyes but to me they look like mice
Chorus:
E C#m A A#dim
nothing's smelling like a rose but I don't care if
E B C#m A
no one's coming up for air, 'cause I know
E C#m A A#dim
nothing's gonna change my clothes, ever anymore
Fill:( E F F# F )
Artist: They Might Be Giants
Song: Nothing's Gonna Change My Clothes
Album: They Might Be Giants
Verses:
E C#7
All the people are so happy now, their heads are caving in
F#m B
I'm glad they are a snowman with pro- tec- tive rub- ber skin
G C
But every little thing's a dom- i- no that falls on different dots
G C B
And crashes in- to ev- ery- thing that tries to make it stop
E C#7
And the mirror it reflects a tiny dancing skeleton
F#M B
Surrounded be a fleshy overcoat and swaddled in
E C#7
A furry hat, elastic mask, a pair of shiny marble dice
G C B
Some people call them snake-eyes but to me they look like mice
Chorus:
E C#m A A#dim
nothing's smelling like a rose but I don't care if
E B C#m A
no one's coming up for air, 'cause I know
E C#m A A#dim
nothing's gonna change my clothes, ever anymore
Fill:( E F F# F )
