| C | F | |
| I ran to tunnel of | love |
| G | C | |
| You were no longer sparking | clean |
| C | F | |
| Well my boat got stuck in the | fog |
| G | C | |
| Here I used to go swim in the s | tream |
| C | F | |
| The gates of the tunnel came | closed |
| G | C | |
| Whoa my | ghost was standing there by the | door |
| C | F | |
| So I splashed back out to the | street |
| G | C | |
| Nothing was there any | more |
| Am | G | F | |
| The | water was | floating with | graves |
| Dm | F | G | |
| Where | cotton | candy should | be |
| And get this |
| C | F | |
| And | girls in black robes were d | ancing around |
| G C^? |
| And touching their fingers to me |
| Am | G | F | |
| Oh I blackened my | windows with | soot |
| Dm | F | G | |
| And | sandbagged the | doors real | good |
| C | F | |
| And didn't emerge from | hiding |
| G | C | |
| Unt | il the fallout was t | hrough |
| Am | G | F | |
| The | water was | floating with | graves |
| Dm | F | G | |
| Where | cotton | candy should | be |
| And get this |
| C | F | |
| And | girls in black robes were d | ancing around |
| G | C | |
| And t | ouching their fingers to | me |
| G | C | |
| And t | ouching their fingers to | me |
| G | C | |
| And t | ouching their fingers to | me |
| G | C | |
| And t | ouching their fingers to | me |
| Copyright @ 1971 Kyo Music & Bad Boy Music |
| From the "Byrdmaniax" LP Columbia Records |