Biography:
XTC were a rock band from Swindon, England led by Andy Partridge (guitars, vocals) and Colin Moulding (bass, vocals). Active between the late 1970s and the mid 2000s, XTC's music ranged from jerky new wave/punk riffs to lushly-arranged progressive pop. They also drew heavily from vintage pop rock and psychedelia from the 1960s, genres which they began to explore more deeply after creating The Dukes of Stratosphear side-project. While XTC failed to maintain significant commercial success after the 1980s
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[Intro]
B B/C# B/D#
[Verse 1]
B
There is no language in our lungs
F#
To tell the world just how we feel
F#
No, no, no, no, no, no bridge of thought,
F#
No mental link
C#m F# F#aug
No letting out just what you think
[Chorus]
B Bm7
There is no language in our lungs
C#7 G Bsus2
Lungs, lungs, lungs
[Verse 2]
B
There is no muscle in our tongues
F#
To tell the world what's in our hearts
F#
No, no, no, no, no, we're leaving nothing behind
F#
Just chiseled stones
C#m F# F#aug
No chance to speak before we're bones
[Chorus]
B Bm7
There is no muscle in our tongues
C#7 G Bsus2
Tongues, tongues, tongues
[Instrumental break]
B F#
C#m F# F#sus
[Bridge]
C#m
I thought I had the whole world in my mouth
C#m
I thought I could say what I wanted to say
C#m
For a second, that thought became a sword in my hand
C#m
I could slay any problem that would stand in my way
A
I felt just like a crusader
A
Lionheart, a Holy Land invader
B
But nobody can say what they really mean to say
B
And the impotency of speech came up and hit me that day
B
And I would have made this instrumental
B F# F#/G# F#/A#
But the words got in the way
[Instrumental break]
F# F#/G# F#/A#
B Bm7 C#7 G Bsus2
There is no language in our...
[Verse 3]
B
There is no language in our lungs
F#
To tell the world what's in our hearts
F#
No, no, no, no, no, we're leaving nothing behind
F#
Just chiseled stones
C#m F# F#aug
No chance to speak before we're bones
[Outro]
B Bm7 C#7 G Bsus2
There is no language in our lungs
B Bm7 C#7 G Bsus2
Lungs,
B Bm7 C#7 G Bsus2
lungs
B B/C# B/D#
[Verse 1]
B
There is no language in our lungs
F#
To tell the world just how we feel
F#
No, no, no, no, no, no bridge of thought,
F#
No mental link
C#m F# F#aug
No letting out just what you think
[Chorus]
B Bm7
There is no language in our lungs
C#7 G Bsus2
Lungs, lungs, lungs
[Verse 2]
B
There is no muscle in our tongues
F#
To tell the world what's in our hearts
F#
No, no, no, no, no, we're leaving nothing behind
F#
Just chiseled stones
C#m F# F#aug
No chance to speak before we're bones
[Chorus]
B Bm7
There is no muscle in our tongues
C#7 G Bsus2
Tongues, tongues, tongues
[Instrumental break]
B F#
C#m F# F#sus
[Bridge]
C#m
I thought I had the whole world in my mouth
C#m
I thought I could say what I wanted to say
C#m
For a second, that thought became a sword in my hand
C#m
I could slay any problem that would stand in my way
A
I felt just like a crusader
A
Lionheart, a Holy Land invader
B
But nobody can say what they really mean to say
B
And the impotency of speech came up and hit me that day
B
And I would have made this instrumental
B F# F#/G# F#/A#
But the words got in the way
[Instrumental break]
F# F#/G# F#/A#
B Bm7 C#7 G Bsus2
There is no language in our...
[Verse 3]
B
There is no language in our lungs
F#
To tell the world what's in our hearts
F#
No, no, no, no, no, we're leaving nothing behind
F#
Just chiseled stones
C#m F# F#aug
No chance to speak before we're bones
[Outro]
B Bm7 C#7 G Bsus2
There is no language in our lungs
B Bm7 C#7 G Bsus2
Lungs,
B Bm7 C#7 G Bsus2
lungs
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