Biography:
The Mars Volta is an American progressive rock group formed in El Paso, TX, in 2001, by guitarist Omar A. Rodriguez-Lopez (b. September 1, 1975, Bayamón, PR) and vocalist Cedric Bixler Zavala (b. November 4, 1974, Redwood City, CA). They incorporate various influences including post-hardcore, jazz fusion, psychedelia, funk and salsa into their sound. They are characterized by their energetic and improvisational live shows, as well as their concept-based studio albums.
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Artist : The Mars Volta
Song : Televators
Album : De-loused in the Comatorium
Chords:
Bm* : 224432 or 079x80
Gmaj : 355433
Em* : 022000 or 799777
Gm : 355333
G/D : xx0433
A : x02220
[Intro]
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|------------------------------------------------------4----------4----------4----------|
D|-4---------4----------4----------4----------5---------5----------5----------5----------|
A|-5---5---5------5---5------5---5------5---5-5---5---5------5---5------5---5------5---5-|
E|-7-7---7------7---7------7---7------7---7---3-3---3------3---3------3---3------3---3---|
[Verse 1]
Just as he...
Bm Gmaj
Hit – the - Ground, they lowered a tow – that - stuck in his neck to the
Bm Gmaj
Gills. Fragments of sobriquets. Riddle me
Bm Gmaj
this, three half eaten corneas, who hit the aureole. Stalk the
Bm Gmaj
Ground. Stalk the Ground.
[Chorus]
You should have
Em Gm
seen, the curse that flew right by you. Page of con-
Em Gm
-crete, stained walks crutch in hobbled sway. Auto-da
Em Gm
-fé, a capillary hint of red.
Em* Em* Bm* G/D
Only this manupod crescent in shape has es-
Bm Gmaj
-caped
Bm Gmaj
[Verse 2]
The house half a-
Bm Gmaj
-way, fell empty with teeth that, split both his lips mark these
Bm Gmaj
words, one day this chalk outline will circle this city. Was he
Bm
robbed of the asphalt, that cushioned his face, a
Gmaj
room coloured charlatan, hid in a safe. Stalk the
Bm Gmaj
Ground. Stalk the Ground.
[Chorus]
You should have
Em Gm
seen, the curse that flew right by you. Page of con-
Em Gm
-crete, stained walks crutch in hobbled sway. Auto-da
Em Gm
-fé, a capillary hint of red.
Em* Em* Bm* G/D
Only this manupod crescent in shape has es-
Bm Gmaj
-caped
Bm Gmaj
[Bridge]
Pull the
Bm A Em Bm
pins. Save your Grace. Mark these words. On his Grave (x3)
[Chorus/Outro]
You should have
Em Gm
seen, the curse that flew right by you. Page of con-
Em Gm
-crete, stained walks crutch in hobbled sway. Auto-da
Em Gm
-fé, a capillary hint of red.
Em* Em* Bm*
Everyone knows the last toes are -
G/D Bm
always the coldest to go.
Song : Televators
Album : De-loused in the Comatorium
Chords:
Bm* : 224432 or 079x80
Gmaj : 355433
Em* : 022000 or 799777
Gm : 355333
G/D : xx0433
A : x02220
[Intro]
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|------------------------------------------------------4----------4----------4----------|
D|-4---------4----------4----------4----------5---------5----------5----------5----------|
A|-5---5---5------5---5------5---5------5---5-5---5---5------5---5------5---5------5---5-|
E|-7-7---7------7---7------7---7------7---7---3-3---3------3---3------3---3------3---3---|
[Verse 1]
Just as he...
Bm Gmaj
Hit – the - Ground, they lowered a tow – that - stuck in his neck to the
Bm Gmaj
Gills. Fragments of sobriquets. Riddle me
Bm Gmaj
this, three half eaten corneas, who hit the aureole. Stalk the
Bm Gmaj
Ground. Stalk the Ground.
[Chorus]
You should have
Em Gm
seen, the curse that flew right by you. Page of con-
Em Gm
-crete, stained walks crutch in hobbled sway. Auto-da
Em Gm
-fé, a capillary hint of red.
Em* Em* Bm* G/D
Only this manupod crescent in shape has es-
Bm Gmaj
-caped
Bm Gmaj
[Verse 2]
The house half a-
Bm Gmaj
-way, fell empty with teeth that, split both his lips mark these
Bm Gmaj
words, one day this chalk outline will circle this city. Was he
Bm
robbed of the asphalt, that cushioned his face, a
Gmaj
room coloured charlatan, hid in a safe. Stalk the
Bm Gmaj
Ground. Stalk the Ground.
[Chorus]
You should have
Em Gm
seen, the curse that flew right by you. Page of con-
Em Gm
-crete, stained walks crutch in hobbled sway. Auto-da
Em Gm
-fé, a capillary hint of red.
Em* Em* Bm* G/D
Only this manupod crescent in shape has es-
Bm Gmaj
-caped
Bm Gmaj
[Bridge]
Pull the
Bm A Em Bm
pins. Save your Grace. Mark these words. On his Grave (x3)
[Chorus/Outro]
You should have
Em Gm
seen, the curse that flew right by you. Page of con-
Em Gm
-crete, stained walks crutch in hobbled sway. Auto-da
Em Gm
-fé, a capillary hint of red.
Em* Em* Bm*
Everyone knows the last toes are -
G/D Bm
always the coldest to go.
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