Postmodern Jukebox — Royals

    	    	Вступление

Intro: Bb    Fm  (x2) 
 
                   Bb             Fm  Bb  Fm
I've never seen a diamond in the flesh. 
          Bb               Fm           Bb  Fm
I cut my teeth on wedding rings in the movies. 
             Bb          Fm    Bb Fm
And I'm not proud of my address 
              Ab                Eb
In a torn-up town; no post-code envy. 
 
                        Bb         
But every song is like gold teeth, grey goose, 
trippin' in the bathroom, 
 Bb
Blood stains, ball-gowns, trashin' the hotel room. 
 Ab                           Eb
We don't care. We're driving Cadillacs in our dreams. 
                      Bb
But everybody's like Cristal, Maybach, diamonds on your timepiece, 
 Bb
Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash. 
 Ab                       Eb                     Ebm
We don't care, we aren't caught up in your love affair. 
 
                    Bb                 Dm
And we'll never be royals (royals). It don't run in our blood. 
              Fm                                 Eb     Ebm
That kind of luxe just ain't for us, we crave a different 
kind of buzz. 
                Bb             Dm
Let me be your ruler (ruler). You can call me queen bee. 
               Ab             
And baby I'll rule 
(no chord) 
Let me live that fantasy. 
 
Bb  Fm  (x2) 
 
               Bb                  Fm   Bb  Fm
My friends and I we've cracked the code. 
              Bb             Fm           Bb  Fm
We count our dollars on the train to the party. 
         Bb                Fm   Bb  Fm
And everyone who knows us knows 
                    Ab
We're fine with this; 
                    Eb
We didn't come for money. 
 
                       Bb         
But every song is like gold teeth, grey goose, 
trippin' in the bathroom, 
 Bb
Blood stains, ball-gowns, trashin' the hotel room. 
 Ab                           Eb
We don't care. We're driving Cadillacs in our dreams. 
                      Bb
But everybody's like Cristal, Maybach, diamonds on your timepiece, 
 Bb
Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash. 
 Ab                       Eb                     Ebm
We don't care, we aren't caught up in your love affair. 
 
                    Bb                 Dm
And we'll never be royals (royals). It don't run in our blood. 
              Fm                                 Eb     Ebm
That kind of luxe just ain't for us, we crave a different 
kind of buzz. 
                Bb             Dm
Let me be your ruler (ruler). You can call me queen bee. 
               Ab             
And baby I'll rule 
(no chord) 
Let me live that fantasy. 
 
 Bb  (one strum) 
Ohh ohh. 
 
 Bb  (one strum) 
Ohh ohh, 
   Ab                             G
Oh ohhh--I'm bigger than I ever dreamed... 
 
                    C                  Em 
And we'll never be royals (royals). It don't run in our blood. 
              Gm                                 F    Fm
That kind of luxe just ain't for us, we crave a different 
kind of buzz. 
                C                 Em
Let me be your ruler (ruler). You can call me queen bee. 
               Gm
And baby I'll rule...