C E7 A7
the daughter of a man was a mammal
D G C G
she bore the mark of fire and of flame – – though they’re both the same
C E7 A7
born unto the age of the golden
D G C G
that golden age of endless loss and endless gain tralalala
C E7 A7
now because my lips have split all the little children
D G C G
they are hiding front , in the middle , and in the behind
C E7 A7
and because my nose has froze , but i can keep on smelling
D G C G
i can smell my little day away i can smell my whole day away
C E7 A7
now because my teeth don’t bite , i can take ’em out dancing
D G C G
i can take my little teeth out and show ’em a real good time
C
a real good time good time a good time
G
a real good time good time a good time
C
a real good time good time a good time
G
a real good time good time a good time
C
. . . a real good time!
C E7 A7
the daughter of a man was a mammal
D G C G
she bore the mark of fire and of flame – – though they’re both the same
C E7 A7
born unto the age of the golden
D G C G
that golden age of endless loss and endless gain tralalala
C E7 A7
now because my lips have split all the little children
D G C G
they are hiding front , in the middle , and in the behind
C E7 A7
and because my nose has froze , but i can keep on smelling
D G C G
i can smell my little day away i can smell my whole day away
C E7 A7
now because my teeth don’t bite , i can take ’em out dancing
D G C G
i can take my little teeth out and show ’em a real good time
C
a real good time good time a good time
G
a real good time good time a good time
C
a real good time good time a good time
G
a real good time good time a good time
C
. . . a real good time!
