intro

C G A E Fmaj7 C
C G A E Fmaj7 C

verse 1

C G A E F C
lazy flies all hovering above
C G A E F C
the magistrate , he puts on his gloves
D7 G
and he looks to the clouds
F C
all pink and disheveled
B7 C
there must be some blueprints ,
G F#
some creed of the devil

chorus

F C
inscribed in our minds
Am D
a hideous game
F Am
vanishes in thin air
Am D
the vanity of slaves
F Am
who wants to be there?
E F
to sweep the debris
F C
to harness dead – horses
D G
to ride in the sun
F C
a life of confessions
E F G#
written in the dust

verse 2

C G A E F C
out in the mangroves the mynah birds cry
C G A E F C
in the shadows of sulfur the trawlers drift by
D7 C
they’re chewing dried meat
F C
from the house of disrepute
B7 C
the dust of opiates
G F#
and syphilis patients

chorus

F C
on brochure vacations
Am D
fear has a glare
F Am
that traps you like searchlights
Am D
the puritans stare
F Am
their souls are fluorescent
E F
the skin of a robot
F C
vibrates with pleasure
D G
matrons and gigolos
F C
carouse in the parlor
E F
their hand – grenade eyes
G#
invalid and blind

bridge

C G A E F C G A E F C D7 C F C B7 C G F#

chorus

Am D
a hideous game
F Am
vanishes in thin air
Am D
the vanity of slaves
F Am
who wants to be there?
E F
to sweep the debris
F C
to harness dead – horses
D G
to ride in the sun
F C
a life of confessions
E F G#
written in the dust

outro

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