Biography:
FFS (Franz Ferdinand and Sparks) is a supergroup formed by Glaswegian indie rock band Franz Ferdinand and American rock band Sparks. Their formation was announced on March 9, 2015, but the two bands had been recording since at least the mid-2000s. The group's eponymous debut studio album was released in the U.K. on June 8 and in the U.S. on June 9.
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intro/chorus
D F#m
Collaborations don't work
G Gm E
They don't work, they don't work
D F#m
Collaborations don't work
G Gm E
They don't work, they don't work
D F#m
Collaborations don't work
G Gm E
They don't work, they don't work
G Gm D A
I'm gonna do it all by myse-elf
G Gm D A
I'm gonna do it all by myself
x2
A F
Mozart didn’t need a little hack to chart
A F
Warhol didn’t need to ask De Kooning about art
G E
Frank Lloyd Wright always ate à la carte
Am E
Wish I had been that smart
Am E
Wish I had been that smart
[Chorus]
D C A Am
A
Collaborations don't work
You start off deferential
A
And strangely reverential
You both feel it's essential
C
Collaborations don't work
He's eyeing your new lover
C
Then one night you discover
Them underneath your covers
Am
A
Collaborations don't work
Delaying your vacations
A
To sundrenched island nations
To seek some affirmations
C
Collaborations don't work
A colon or a comma
C
And then a drawn-out drama
Bring in the Dalai Lama
C
Where is this damn thing a-goin'?
C F C G
Where is this going, someone tell me
F C G
Starlight, rub off on me
F C G
Star bright, rub off on me
[x2]
D E C Eb
Dm Bm C Am
D E C Eb
I don't need your patronizing
Dm Bm C Am
I don't need your agonizing
D E C Eb
I don't need your navel gazing
Dm Bm C Am
I don't get your way of phrasing
D E C Eb
I don't think you're really trying
Dm Bm C Am
What, pray tell, are you implying?
Am F x2
Am F
I ain't no collaborator
Am F
I am the partisan
G E
Rebel in the rocks with dirty trousers, broken pistol in the hand
Am F
I ain't no collaborator
Am F
Hack my scalp if you think I am
G E
I am a sadistic young usurper, a hand on your neck
G E
Hand on your lover, oh, give the man a hand
Am E
I ain't no collaborator
A m E
I ain't no collaborator
F E
I am the master, independent
F G
If I ever need a father, it won't be you, old man
(chorus)
outro
C Em Am
C G Am
D F#m
Collaborations don't work
G Gm E
They don't work, they don't work
D F#m
Collaborations don't work
G Gm E
They don't work, they don't work
D F#m
Collaborations don't work
G Gm E
They don't work, they don't work
G Gm D A
I'm gonna do it all by myse-elf
G Gm D A
I'm gonna do it all by myself
x2
A F
Mozart didn’t need a little hack to chart
A F
Warhol didn’t need to ask De Kooning about art
G E
Frank Lloyd Wright always ate à la carte
Am E
Wish I had been that smart
Am E
Wish I had been that smart
[Chorus]
D C A Am
A
Collaborations don't work
You start off deferential
A
And strangely reverential
You both feel it's essential
C
Collaborations don't work
He's eyeing your new lover
C
Then one night you discover
Them underneath your covers
Am
A
Collaborations don't work
Delaying your vacations
A
To sundrenched island nations
To seek some affirmations
C
Collaborations don't work
A colon or a comma
C
And then a drawn-out drama
Bring in the Dalai Lama
C
Where is this damn thing a-goin'?
C F C G
Where is this going, someone tell me
F C G
Starlight, rub off on me
F C G
Star bright, rub off on me
[x2]
D E C Eb
Dm Bm C Am
D E C Eb
I don't need your patronizing
Dm Bm C Am
I don't need your agonizing
D E C Eb
I don't need your navel gazing
Dm Bm C Am
I don't get your way of phrasing
D E C Eb
I don't think you're really trying
Dm Bm C Am
What, pray tell, are you implying?
Am F x2
Am F
I ain't no collaborator
Am F
I am the partisan
G E
Rebel in the rocks with dirty trousers, broken pistol in the hand
Am F
I ain't no collaborator
Am F
Hack my scalp if you think I am
G E
I am a sadistic young usurper, a hand on your neck
G E
Hand on your lover, oh, give the man a hand
Am E
I ain't no collaborator
A m E
I ain't no collaborator
F E
I am the master, independent
F G
If I ever need a father, it won't be you, old man
(chorus)
outro
C Em Am
C G Am
Fiction Factory
Fiction Family
Fiction Plane
fictionist
Fiddlers Green
Fiena
Fiersa Besari
Fiery Blue
Fietsefreem
Fievre Looka