Courtney Barnett – Elevator Operator chords

E  Oliver Paul, twenty years old

AThick head of hair, worries he's going bald

E  Wakes up at quarter past nine

AFair evades his way down the 96 tram line

EBreakfast on the run again, he's well aware

     A                                        E       A E A He's dropping soy linseed Vegemite crumbs everywhere

E  Feeling sick at the sight of his computer

   AHe dodges his way through the Swanston commuters

ERips off his tie, hands it to a homeless man

A                                                   ESleeping in the corner of a metro bus stand and he screams


"I'm not going to work today

          AGoing to count the minutes that the trains run late

E                                                      A  E F#m7/9 G A  Sit on the grass building pyramids out of Coke cans"

EHeadphone wielding to the Nicholas building

   AHe trips on a pothole that's not been filled in

  E                                He waits for an elevator, one to nine

  AA lady walks in and waits by his side

   EHer heels are high and her bag is snakeskin

AHair pulled so tight you can see her skeleton

EVickers perfume on her breath

  AA tortoise shell necklace between her breasts

             EShe looks him up and down with a botox frown

     AHe's well used to that look by now

    E        F#m7/9         G          AThe elevator dings and they awkwardly step in

      E      F#m7/9         G       ATheir fingers touch on the rooftop button

       E                      A*                 G6Don't jump little boy, don't jump off that roof

                 E                               A*                  G6You've got your whole life ahead of you, you're still in your youth

E                          A*            G6  E A* G6I'd give anything to have skin like you

         EHe said "I think you're projecting the way that you're feeling

    AI'm not suicidal, just idling insignificantly

   EI come up here for perception and clarity

   AI like to imagine I'm playing SimCity

         E              F#m7/9         G   AAll the people look like ants from up here

         E               F#m7/9          G    AAnd the wind's the only traffic you can hear"

          E   F#m7/9        G     AHe said "All I ever wanted to be

        E      F#m7/9          G          AWas an elevator operator, can you help me please?"

       E                      A*                 G6Don't jump little boy, don't jump off that roof

                 E                               A*                  G6You've got your whole life ahead of you, you're still in your youth

E                          A*            G6 E A* G6I'd give anything to have skin like you

       E                      A*                 G6Don't jump little boy, don't jump off that roof

                  E                              A*                  G6You've got your whole life ahead of you, you're still in your youth

E                          A*            G6 E A* G6I'd give anything to have skin like you

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