Biography:
Owen Pallett (born Michael James Owen Pallett-Plowright, on September 7, 1979) is a violinist and singer from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, and winner of the inaugural Polaris Music Prize. On December 18th, 2009, Pallett announced that he would be retiring his old artist name, Final Fantasy, and would be henceforth releasing his material under his own name. Previous albums released under the Final Fantasy name are planned to be re-packaged and re-released under the new name of Owen Pallett.
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Hi there! I was fed up with reading the wrong tab which has infested the
internet. The time signature can seem a little baffling, and the chord
progression never seems to resolve properly making you think "Eh?", but this
version is certainly closer to the real song. Enjoy!
G Em Bm Fm
Boys run like water from the barrel to the trough.
Fm
They'll never stop their running.
Bm G Bm G
Gunning for their brothers.
G Em
This house is a hostel.
Bm Fm
It is peaceful, but it's always emptying.
Bm G Bm G
Boys all want to be someone.
G Em Bm Fm
Haven't you heard? I am a flightless bird.
Fm Bm G Bm G Bm G
I am a liar, feeding facts to a false fire.
G Em Bm Fm
If pathos is borne, borne out of bullshit--in formal attire,
Bm G Bm G
I'll score you a string ensemble.
G Em Bm Fm Fm Bm G Bm
G Em
I saw my son at seventeen,
Bm Fm Fm Bm G Bm G
The shutters made projections on his naked frame.
G Em
Now at twenty-five,
Bm Fm Fm Bm G Bm G
He simply cannot stay away from the ketamine.
G Em
With makeup on his sores,
Bm Fm Fm Bm G Bm G
He spends an hour a day composing little eulogies.
G Em
Sometimes he sends me letters,
Bm Fm Fm Bm G Bm G
But it's mostly garbled phrases and apologies.
G Em Bm Fm
Haven't you heard? I am a flightless bird.
Fm Bm G Bm G Bm G
I am a liar, feeding facts to a false fire.
G Em Bm Fm
If pathos is borne, borne out of bullshit--in formal attire,
Bm G Bm G Bm
Cue the Bulgarian men's choir.
internet. The time signature can seem a little baffling, and the chord
progression never seems to resolve properly making you think "Eh?", but this
version is certainly closer to the real song. Enjoy!
G Em Bm Fm
Boys run like water from the barrel to the trough.
Fm
They'll never stop their running.
Bm G Bm G
Gunning for their brothers.
G Em
This house is a hostel.
Bm Fm
It is peaceful, but it's always emptying.
Bm G Bm G
Boys all want to be someone.
G Em Bm Fm
Haven't you heard? I am a flightless bird.
Fm Bm G Bm G Bm G
I am a liar, feeding facts to a false fire.
G Em Bm Fm
If pathos is borne, borne out of bullshit--in formal attire,
Bm G Bm G
I'll score you a string ensemble.
G Em Bm Fm Fm Bm G Bm
G Em
I saw my son at seventeen,
Bm Fm Fm Bm G Bm G
The shutters made projections on his naked frame.
G Em
Now at twenty-five,
Bm Fm Fm Bm G Bm G
He simply cannot stay away from the ketamine.
G Em
With makeup on his sores,
Bm Fm Fm Bm G Bm G
He spends an hour a day composing little eulogies.
G Em
Sometimes he sends me letters,
Bm Fm Fm Bm G Bm G
But it's mostly garbled phrases and apologies.
G Em Bm Fm
Haven't you heard? I am a flightless bird.
Fm Bm G Bm G Bm G
I am a liar, feeding facts to a false fire.
G Em Bm Fm
If pathos is borne, borne out of bullshit--in formal attire,
Bm G Bm G Bm
Cue the Bulgarian men's choir.
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