capo 3
verse 1
C G F C
Through the sweat and the toil and the aardvarks
Stood a lady of twenty six years
C G F C
She complained of the musk of the orphanage
As she wordlessly wiped up her tears
G F C
Said she wanted to be a magician
But her daddy had plans for her soul
C G F C
So she worked and she toiled in the land mines
Til the bones of her ribcage did show
verse 2
C G F C
He was off on a sly expedition
Counting aardvarks in twenty three states
C G F C
When he learned of a damsel in danger
He remembered William Butler Yeats
G F C
"And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?"
C G F C
So he shaved off his moustache and goatee
And descended to her morbid throne
Bridge
C G F C
And they drank drank drank to love's brave company
C G F C
And they stank stank stank of bitter memories
C G F C
And they crank crank cranked the wheels of poverty
C G F C
Till it sank sank sank into the raging sea
Friday, October 19, 2007
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