CHORDS: The Last Dinner Party – The Feminine Urge Chords on Piano & Ukulele

These are The Feminine Urge chords by The Last Dinner Party on Piano, Ukulele, Guitar, and Keyboard.

 [Verse 1]
Bm
  A room at dusk
              A
Mastering the art
 of lying still
        Em
Breathe like a girl
    G
Til my lungs fill
Bm
  Oh pull your
   boots on boys
    A
And push me down
    Em
I’m only here for
           G
your entertainment

[Chorus]
       Gm
I am a dark red liver
 stretched out on a rock
        F#m
All the poison I convert
          D
it and I turn it to love
               Em
Here comes the feminine
urge I know it so well
   G
To nurture the wounds
 my mother held
    D
Oh, ballerina bend under
the weight of it all
         Am
Ain't it fun to hold
the world in your hand?
       G
Do you feel like a man
 when I can’t talk back?
       Gm
Do you want me or
 do you want control?
D
Failure to commit
to the role, I admit
      Am
Was a failure you
achieved on your own
       G
Do you want me to care
when you just disappear?
Gm
I can’t win them all

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[Verse 2]
Bm
  Run 'til I fall
               A
How I wish the trees
 would swallow me
     Em
Make me a forest
      G
Take away my soul
Bm
  I could never give

The curse of her
A
I- I could never live
                   Em
 with the guilt of lying
            G
That people are kind

[Chorus]
       Gm
I am a dark red liver

Stretched out on the rocks
        F#m
All the poison I convert
          D
 it and I turn it to love
               Em
Here comes the feminine urge

I know it so well
   G
To nurture the wounds
 my mother held
    D
Oh, ballerina bend
under the weight
 of it all
         Am
Ain't it fun to hold
 the world in your hand?
       G
Do you feel like a man
 when I can’t talk back?
       Gm
Do you want me or
do you want control?
D
Failure to commit
 to the role, I admit
      Am
Was a failure you
achieved on your own
       G
Do you want me to
 care when you just
disappear?
Gm
I can’t win them all

[Chorus]
       Gm
I am a dark red liver
(ooh)
Stretched out on
the rocks (oh-oh-ooh)
        F#m
All the poison I convert
          D
it and I turn it to love
 (ooh-oh-ooh-ooh)
               Em
Here comes the feminine
 urge

I know it so well
 (oh-oh-ooh)
   G
To nurture the wounds
             Gm
Give me that dark
 red liquor

Stretched out
on the rocks
        F#m
All the poison I convert
          D
 it and I turn it to love
               Em
Here comes the feminine
 urge

I know it so well
   G
To nurture the wounds
my mother held