Looking For Astronauts Cifras

The National
Looking for Astronauts
Alligator
 
This is a tricky rhythm, so I suggest listening to the song and playing a long a few
to get it down.
 
Bm        D       Bm            D Bm         D
We're out looking for astronauts, looking for astronauts (x2)
 
Bm     D          Bm        D         Bm
It's a little too late, too late, for this
 
Bm         D          Bm       D
Isn't it a little too late for this?
 
Bm         D        Bm        D
Little too late, too late for this
 
Bm         D          Bm       D
Isn't it a little too late for this?
 
G   D           Am            D     Am           G              D
You know you have a permanent piece of my medium-sized American heart
 
This pattern repeats throughout the rest of the song.  Let me know what you think and
post any corrections you may have!
 
 
We're out looking for astronauts
Looking for astronauts
We're out looking for astronauts
Looking for astronauts
 
Are we gone?
Come on, yeah, we know we're gone
Bye bye bye
Bye bye bye, we know we're gone
 
Take all your reasons and take them away to the middle of nowhere, and on your way home
Throw from your window your record collection
They all run together and never make sense, but that's how we like it, and that's all we want
Something to cry for and something to hunt
 
Are we gone?
Come on, yeah, we know we're gone
Bye bye bye
Bye bye bye, we know we're gone
 
We're out looking for astronauts
Looking for astronauts
We're out looking for astronauts
Looking for astronauts
 
It's a little too late, too late, too late for this
Isn't it a little too late for this?
Little too late, too late for this
Isn't it a little too late for this?
 
You know you have a permanent piece
Of my medium-sized American heart
So don't wear the watch when you're out with the cunts
You can break what you have, but the rest of it's mine
 
Take all your reasons and take them away to the middle of nowhere, and on your way home
Throw from your window your record collection
They all run together and never make sense, but that's how we like it, and that's all we want
Something to cry for, and something to hunt
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