Intro: G
verse 1
G
Child of limousines
C
What's the best place, That you have seen
D
All of the hands, That you have shook
C
Home of the queen of, Everything fancy
G
Is there a smell, That you can tell
C
Gives you some peace, Sends you to hell
D
All of the beds, That you have yearned
C
Is there a dream to, Where you’d return
G
Where is the plight, With the most stars
C
Where do you drink, By Echo guitars
D
What’s the best shore, Seen from a boat
C
Miniature heads that, Color the shore line
G
If you could rest, A minute to tell
C
Get me some grass, Iridescent shells
D
I know there’s a nest, Fit with a hatch
C
Sunset a glowin’, Makes us all sweaty
Pre-Chorus 1
G C
Well, I don’t even know where to begin or how I should start these days
D C
The green mountain south or, The Clay of the westerns
G C
The Maryland meadows at midnight they do have a misty grace
D C
Take a trip to blue bayou, Find Roy Orbison cryin’
G C
A continent molded from glass or maybe a town I can taste
D C
Dresses that glow on, Girls from Barcelona
G C
I wanna discover the key and open the everywhere place
D C
A mix of sky from Montana, Dipped in FloriDada
G C
Flori, Flori, Flori, Flori, Florida
D C
FloriDada, FloriDada
G C
Flori, Flori, Flori, Flori, Florida
D C
FloriDada, FloriDada
x2
verse 2
G
Old demented men
C
Where is the place, We can extend
D
Crooked state lines, Polka dot signs
C
Say that this place is, A state of mind
G
Pretty lip girls, Paint me the halls
C
Not on a street, Not near a mall
D
Raise me a thumb, From human skin
C
That isn’t judged by, Where it begins
G
Show me the clams, Show me the pearls
C
Mail me a note, Sent from a world
D
That isn’t so far, And always right here
C
Where all the boundaries, Have disappeared
G
And all the nights, Are stitched with a glue
C
That’s sticking to me, And I’ll stick to you
D
And I’ll take your hands, You’ll take my face
C
And everywhere home will, Be a good place
Pre-Chorus 2
G C
I found myself there a collagin’ with all of the human race
D C
A dancer from Ghana, Smiling in Tijuana
G C
I Frankenstein java with touches of Prada and corn on the plates
D C
A smear of gardenia, In the fair hair of Sweden
G C
And maybe I actually visited some sort of mythical place
D C
Or was it a future, Connected by sutures
G C
Oh let’s go get lost in the image I made of the everywhere place
D C
I see the lads from Osaka, Dyed in FloriDada
G C
Flori, Flori, Flori, Flori, Florida
D C
FloriDada, FloriDada
G C
Flori, Flori, Flori, Flori, Florida
D C
FloriDada, FloriDada
Bridge
C Bm
(Where’s) the bridge that’s gonna take me home
D
A bridge that someone’s fighting over
C
A bridge that someone’s paying for
A bridge so old so let it go
x4
G C
Flori, Flori, Flori, Flori, Florida
D C
FloriDada, FloriDada
G C
Flori, Flori, Flori, Flori, Florida
D C
FloriDada, FloriDada
x3
G