{"source":"Free Chord Book","source_url":"https://www.free-chords.com","license_note":"Free for personal use. Lyrics and compositions © their respective songwriters and publishers.","tab_id":722050,"song":"Joy Division","artist":"Simon Joyner","content_type":"chord","tab_type":"Chords","url":"https://www.free-chords.com/song/11584382-joy-division-chords-by-simon-joyner/","api_url":"https://www.free-chords.com/api/v1/songs/722050?type=chord","rating":4.35387,"votes":5,"content":"[tab][ch]Em[/ch]                       [ch]C[/ch]\r\nthat crucial filament is all but spent [/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Em[/ch]                       [ch]C[/ch]\r\nand soon it will be dark in my basement[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Em[/ch]                       [ch]C[/ch]\r\nmy heart is waxing the slick floor again[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Em[/ch]                             [ch]C[/ch]\r\nhoping i'll slip, and fall in love[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Am[/ch] \r\nwell, she gave me the choice [/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Am[/ch]                          [ch]C[/ch]           [ch]F[/ch]\r\nto remain and rejoice or to recoil and rebel[/tab]\r\n[tab]        [ch]C[/ch]        [ch]F[/ch]                 [ch]C[/ch]         [ch]F[/ch]\r\nwell, papa,         this gravity attack[/tab]\r\n[tab]                       [ch]C[/ch]           [ch]F[/ch]\r\nyeah, it's a gravity attack[/tab]\r\n[tab]       [ch]G[/ch]                   [ch]F[/ch]\r\nand i can't seem to carry, much less bury the past[/tab]\r\n\r\n(same for all verses)\r\n\r\nwell, your ex-girlfriend said i was a terrible mess\r\nyeah, she's got a real good head on her shoulders\r\nwhen the singer spoke and confessed\r\nhe didn't really smoke cigarettes,\r\nshe said her teenage brother smouldered\r\non a hotbed of coal in a sterile white room\r\nunderneath that joy division poster\r\nhe moaned papa, he moaned papa,\r\nsometimes i gotta vent my spleen!\r\nsometimes i gotta vent my spleen\r\nwhen i get shattered in the heart\r\nand scattered in the brain\r\n\r\nwell, all the medicine in these sermons\r\nstill can't keep his brazen nose from turning\r\nand salvation, it may come free of charge\r\nbut faith always costs him something\r\nthey say there's nothing as sacred\r\nas the blood between brothers\r\nwhen it's pricked from their thumbs\r\nand exchanged beneath the covers\r\nwell, papa, my brother is gone!\r\nyeah, my brother is gone!\r\nso would you tell me now how it is \r\ni'm supposed to get along?\r\n\r\nwell, you asked for a chorus but you got a refrain\r\nyeah, it's another sad song that moves like a train\r\nyou can't whistle to it \r\nbut you can fast-forward through it\r\nflick it off your shoulder like dead skin\r\nthey say my head on a plate\r\nmay curve the debate\r\nabout the unbearable high cost of living\r\nbut papa, everything falls apart!\r\neverything falls apart\r\nand the grass will grow\r\nas surely as they'll break your heart","plain_text":"(same for all verses)\n\nwell, your ex-girlfriend said i was a terrible mess\nyeah, she's got a real good head on her shoulders\nwhen the singer spoke and confessed\nhe didn't really smoke cigarettes,\nshe said her teenage brother smouldered\non a hotbed of coal in a sterile white room\nunderneath that joy division poster\nhe moaned papa, he moaned papa,\nsometimes i gotta vent my spleen!\nsometimes i gotta vent my spleen\nwhen i get shattered in the heart\nand scattered in the brain\n\nwell, all the medicine in these sermons\nstill can't keep his brazen nose from turning\nand salvation, it may come free of charge\nbut faith always costs him something\nthey say there's nothing as sacred\nas the blood between brothers\nwhen it's pricked from their thumbs\nand exchanged beneath the covers\nwell, papa, my brother is gone!\nyeah, my brother is gone!\nso would you tell me now how it is \ni'm supposed to get along?\n\nwell, you asked for a chorus but you got a refrain\nyeah, it's another sad song that moves like a train\nyou can't whistle to it \nbut you can fast-forward through it\nflick it off your shoulder like dead skin\nthey say my head on a plate\nmay curve the debate\nabout the unbearable high cost of living\nbut papa, everything falls apart!\neverything falls apart\nand the grass will grow\nas surely as they'll break your heart","chords":["Em","C","Am","F","G"],"chord_diagrams":{"Am":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,2,3,1,0],"frets":[-1,0,2,2,1,0]},"C":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,3,2,0,1,0],"frets":[0,3,2,0,1,0]},"Em":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,2,3,0,0,0],"frets":[0,2,2,0,0,0]},"F":{"barres":[1],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[1,3,4,2,1,1],"frets":[1,3,3,2,1,1]},"G":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[2,1,0,0,0,3],"frets":[3,2,0,0,0,3]}}}