Intro:

How can you pine anymore
it is beautiful
and for all, unavoidable
so here are his bones
and his grinning skull
so now he is home
to the bluebottles

He who was your bull
and made the shadows run

And I understand
in all things he was quite the man
but now perched on his skull
he wears cuckolds horns
they’re growing full
pushing through the soil

pools gathering round my knees
temptation leers at me from every door

so these are his bones
why won’t you leave them alone?

worms crowding her feet
trying to pull me back to their holes
tap-tapping in the room below
nothing more than dead piles of bones

saying:
’I’ll eat this young whelp’s heart I will’
’I’ll eat this young whelp’s heart I will’
’I’ll eat this young whelp’s heaaaaaaaart’

HEAVE-HO
HEAVE-HO

with fists for spades we raid his grave
with big black boots we stomp the roots
with fists for spades we raid his grave
with big black boots we stomp the roof

HEAVE-HO
HEAVE-HO
HEAVE-HO

HEAVE-HO
HEAVE-HO

Chords:
G: 320011
Bm: 224432
Em: 022000 or 022022 ( in the high parts )

I find you hid in Mirrorville
Creature of the deep
Waifish as a widow
And without sufficient sleep

Oh, what am I supposed to think?
Do I pull you out?
Or do I let you sink?

I wait until you’re woozy
I lay low until you’re limp
I take you in the mouth
Like a lion takes his game

I love you all the more
Forever we thought
But how it got within me
How I cracked the vault

‘Cause it’s a terrible scare
But that’s why the dark is there
See you don’t have to see
What you can’t bear, the lion’s share

Lion’s share
I took the lion’s share
Not ‘cause I didn’t care
Just ‘cause I knew it was there

Oh, oh, oh, lion’s share
I took the lion’s share
Not ‘cause I didn’t care
Just ‘cause I knew it was there

Boy, whatcha running from?
Boy
Boy, whatcha running from?
Boy

‘Cause it’s a terrible scare
But that’s why the dark is there
See you don’t have to see
What you can’t bear, the lion’s share

Boy, whatcha running from?
Boy
Boy, whatcha running from?
Boy

‘Cause it’s a terrible scare
But that’s why the dark is there
See you don’t have to see
What you can’t bear, the lion’s share

WOW you made it this low? 😀 hope you had a good time! Cause I did!

F Am (x2)

A crude art, a bovver boot ballet
equally elegant and ugly.
I was as thrilled as I was appalled
courting him in fisticuffing waltz
Now I’m not saying the lads always deserve a brayin
And I’m not saying the girls are worth the fines I’m payin
We’re just brutes bored in our bovver boots
We’re just brutes clowning ‘round in cahoots
We’re just brutes looking for shops to loot
We’re just brutes hoping to have a hoot

F Am C (x2)

Chorus: (repeat like thousand times)
Hooting, hooting and howling
Hooting, hooting and howling

Carry me hooting and howling
To the river to wash off my hands
of the hot blood, the sweat and the sand
Any rival who goes for our girls
Will be left thumb sucking in terror
and bereft of all coffin bearers

Chorus: (repeat like thousand times again)
Hooting, hooting and howling
Hooting, hooting and howling

Also in the final part of the song the A is best played on the 12th fret and then
down to 4 for the Cm.
I’ll mark this as A.

Chords
C# Bbm F# A C Em A C#m

e|—4—6—2—5—3—0—12—4—|
B|—6—6—2—5—5—0—14—5—|
G|—6—6—3—6—5—0—14—6—|
D|—6—8—4—7—5—2—14—6—|
A|—4—8—4—7—3—2—12—4—|
E|—X—6—2—5—X—0—X—-X—|

C#, Bbm

C’mon we’re young, we’re young
Yet we’ll be dead as soon
C’mon we came, we came
From our mother’s womb to swoon

Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants
Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants
Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants
Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants

Adopting this young spirit of sin
To make the most before we turn to ghost
Before, old friend, life’s just a means to an end
To make the most before we turn to ghost

C#, Bbm x 1

Swig the bottle, bottle
Slap the face of Aristotle
Race me, race me, race me, race me
In your fourth hand jalopy

Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants
Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants
Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants
Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants

Adopting this young spirit of sin
To make the most before we turn to ghost
Before, old friend, life’s just a means to an end
To make the most before we turn to ghost

C#, Bbm x 3

My mother, she said, “you don’t delve in taboo”
But mother, my moribund will come when I’m through with taboo

Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants
Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants
Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants
Brave Bulging Buoyant Clairvoyants

Adopting this young spirit of sin
To make the most before we turn to ghost
Before, old friend, life’s just a means to an end
To make the most before we turn to ghost

A, C#m x 3

A C#m
That sink and pull in the guts that’s this foolhardy flux
(cont. until end)

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ALL THE KING’S MEN – Wild Beasts
http://www.wild-beasts.co.uk/index2.html

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Tabbed by: luismg9
Email: luismg9@gmail.com

Tuning: standard , capo 3rd fret (just how I play it, more than playable without
capo, just change the chords)

Chords with capo: Em, G, Bm
Chords without capo: Gm, A#, Dm

This is how I play it acoustic, not as they play on the album or as they play
acoustic (http://www.youtube.com/watch?vNKInde49sOY)

I just put here the main bass line as it is also the melody for the ohhooh…
(chords for timing on top)

e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D|-------4--------4----55-------5--------------------------------------------|
A|---5-2-----5-2----------2-5-2---2-5-2--------------------------------------|
E|-3-------3-----------------------------------------------------------------|

The Song

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Intro : Em G Bm G

Oohohoo oohohoo ohhoho hoohoo
Oohohoo oohohoo ohhoho hoohoo

Watch me! watch me! the belle of the ball
my heart, my hand and everything I own
and we are the boys with new shiny shoes
we’ve seen ‘em all and we’ve chosen you

now no one will find your limit
girls from Roedean
girls from Shipley
girls from Hounslow
girls from Whitby
you’re a candied queen and let me show my darling what that means

watch me! watch me!

Oohohoo oohohoo ohhoho hoohoo
Oohohoo oohohoo ohhoho hoohoo

hatch me! hatch me! a girl before
bouncing round behind the bedroom doors
and we are the boys who’ll drape you in jewels
cut off your hair and throw out your shoes

cause baby, you won’t need them, where you’ll be
girls astride me
girls beneath me
girls before me
girls between me
you’re birthing machines and let me show my darling what that means

hatch me! hatch me!

Oohohoo oohohoo ohhoho hoohoo
Oohohoo oohohoo ohhoho hoohoo

and baby, turns out I’m evil in all my dreams,
girls who’ll clothe me
girls who’ll feed me
girls who want me
girls who need me
all you pretty things waiting for somebody
Em G (here just play them once and let them sound)
number my babies and my broken body