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Deep Dark Truthful Mirror  Elvis Costello



[G]One day you're gonna [Bm]have to face
A [Am]deep dark truthful [G]mirror
[D]And it's gonna tell you things that I still
[C]Love you too much to [D]say
[G]The sky was just a [Bm]purple bruise
[Am]The ground was [G]iron
[D]And you fell all around the town
[C]Until you looked the [G]same [C]
(chorus)

[G]The same eyes, [B]the same lips

[Em]The same lie from [C]your tongue trips
                                         [C/B]                [D/F#]                              
C    Am    C    C/B  Am   D/F# G      -----------     -----------

Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror | | | | 1 | | | | | | |
| 2 2 | | | 2 | | 2 | |
| | | | | | | | | | 3 |
[C]Deep [Am]dark, [C]deep [C/B]dark [Am]truth[D/F#]ful m[G]irror

Now the [G]flagstone streets where the [Bm]newspaper shouts

[Am]Ring to the boots of [G]roustabouts
[D]And you're never in any doubt
There's [C]something happening some[D]where
You [G]chase down the road till your [Bm]fingers bleed
[Am]On a fiberglass [G]tumbleweed
[D]You can blow around the town
But [C]it all shuts down the [G]same [C]
(chorus)


Bm Em C C G (strum down)
So you bay for the boy in the tigerskin trunks


They set him up[C], [C]se[G]t him up on a stool
[Bm]He falls down, he falls [Em]down like a drunk[C]  [C]  [G]
And you drink till you droo[C]l [C]  [G]
[C]And it's [Bm]his story you'll [G]flatter
C Bm Em (I think I play this as G again)
You'll stretch him out like a saint


[C]But the [Bm]canvas that he [Em]splattered
                                                   [B/D#]                                   
C                        D         B/D#        -----------

Will be the picture that you never paint | | | | | |
| 2 | | 2 |
| | | | | 3
| | | | | |
(instrumental break) Em C G


[C]Deep [Am]dark, [C]deep [C/B]dark [Am]truth[D/F#]ful mi[G]rror
[C]Deep [Am]dark, [C]deep [C/B]dark [Am]truth[D/F#]ful mi[G]rror
[G]A stripping puppet on a [Bm]liquid stick
[Am]Gets into it p[G]retty thick
[D]A butterfly drinks a turtle's tears
But [C]how do you know he really [D]needs it
Cos a [G]butterfly feeds on a [Bm]dead monkey's hand
[Am]Jesus wept, he f[G]elt abandoned
You're [D]spellbound, baby, there's no doubting that
[C]Did you ever see her stare like a [G]Persian ca[C]t
(chorus)

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