Biography:
Infant Sorrow is a band created for the film Forgetting Sarah Marshall. Aldous Snow (Russell Brand) plays the lead singer. Brand and Aldous Snow also appear in the spin-off, Get Him To The Greek, released in June 2010.
Most songs were co-written by a variety of comedians including Mike Viola, Jason Segel and Lyle Workman. Jarvis Cocker also appears on a couple tracks.
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Infant Sorrow - Little Bird
Chords by Andrew
*Note* - This is how I like to play it, in C, the song on the album is actually in
B, so to match that either transpose everything down by a semi-tone or tune your
guitar down. Enjoy!
VERSE:
C
Little bird,
Am
Drink the champagne from my lips.
Em
Take a flying saucer trip
G
To the stars in my eyes.
C
Little bird,
Am
Sitting on the tip of my tongue.
Em
Though you look a bit too young,
G G7
Could be the stars in my eyes.
PRE-CHORUS:
F Fm C Am
Your words, like butterflies, dance around my head.
Dm G
Your body, like forbidden wine, spills out of my bed.
CHORUS:
F C
Hope your daddy doesn't mind.
F C
Hope your mommy doesn't mind.
F C
Hope your granny doesn't mind.
F C
Hope your grandpa doesn't mind.
VERSE:
Little bird,
You have got to be eighteen,
Or a few years past your teens;
Or you are in my eyes.
Little bird,
If you are born before ninety-two,
Then you know just what to do;
Rip the stars from my eyes.
PRE-CHORUS:
Your words, like butterflies, dance around my head.
Your body, like a cherry pie, spills out of my bed.
CHORUS:
Hope your daddy doesn't mind.
Hope your mommy doesn't mind.
Hope your nana doesn't mind.
Hope your grandpa doesn't mind.
VERSE:
Little bird,
Brand new galaxies await you.
Open up and let me take you
To the stars.
PRE-CHORUS:
Your words, like butterflies, dance around my head.
Your body, like forbidden wine, spills out of my bed.
CHORUS:
Hope your daddy doesn't mind.
Hope your mommy doesn't mind.
Hope your granny doesn't mind.
Hope your grandpa doesn't mind.
Hope your daddy doesn't mind.
Hope your mommy doesn't mind.
Hope your daddy doesn't mind.
Hope your mommy doesn't mind.
CODA:
F C
Little bird.
F C
Little bird.
F C
Little bird.
Chords by Andrew
*Note* - This is how I like to play it, in C, the song on the album is actually in
B, so to match that either transpose everything down by a semi-tone or tune your
guitar down. Enjoy!
VERSE:
C
Little bird,
Am
Drink the champagne from my lips.
Em
Take a flying saucer trip
G
To the stars in my eyes.
C
Little bird,
Am
Sitting on the tip of my tongue.
Em
Though you look a bit too young,
G G7
Could be the stars in my eyes.
PRE-CHORUS:
F Fm C Am
Your words, like butterflies, dance around my head.
Dm G
Your body, like forbidden wine, spills out of my bed.
CHORUS:
F C
Hope your daddy doesn't mind.
F C
Hope your mommy doesn't mind.
F C
Hope your granny doesn't mind.
F C
Hope your grandpa doesn't mind.
VERSE:
Little bird,
You have got to be eighteen,
Or a few years past your teens;
Or you are in my eyes.
Little bird,
If you are born before ninety-two,
Then you know just what to do;
Rip the stars from my eyes.
PRE-CHORUS:
Your words, like butterflies, dance around my head.
Your body, like a cherry pie, spills out of my bed.
CHORUS:
Hope your daddy doesn't mind.
Hope your mommy doesn't mind.
Hope your nana doesn't mind.
Hope your grandpa doesn't mind.
VERSE:
Little bird,
Brand new galaxies await you.
Open up and let me take you
To the stars.
PRE-CHORUS:
Your words, like butterflies, dance around my head.
Your body, like forbidden wine, spills out of my bed.
CHORUS:
Hope your daddy doesn't mind.
Hope your mommy doesn't mind.
Hope your granny doesn't mind.
Hope your grandpa doesn't mind.
Hope your daddy doesn't mind.
Hope your mommy doesn't mind.
Hope your daddy doesn't mind.
Hope your mommy doesn't mind.
CODA:
F C
Little bird.
F C
Little bird.
F C
Little bird.
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