| F | Gmin | Bb | C | F |
| F | Bb | F | |
| He came | bursting out of | nowhere |
| Bb | F | |
| like a sphere into the | sky |
| Bb | F | |
| And he cast his light on | everything |
| Gmin | Bb | |
| it was like he n | ever died |
| Bb | F | |
| And he landed right on | target |
| Bb | F | |
| But the target rolled a | way |
| Bb | F | |
| And it left fim pointing n | owhere |
| Gmin | Bb | |
| You could | here the children | say |
| Bb | C | F | G#min | |
| He's the fellow, the | man who invented | himself |
| Bb | C | F | F | |
| He's the fellow the | man who invented | himself |
| And it continues in the same way for the next verse, and then, |
| Bb | F | |
| Nobody knows where he's | from |
| Bb | F | |
| Nobody knows where he's | gone gone gone |
| F2 | C | |
| But he's not | here |
| The F2 chord looks like this (it's still an F chord, just an inversion) |
| (X03311) |
| @SONG: BRENDA'S IRON SLEDGE |
| Intro: |
D:-----2-2-2-0---0-------0-0-0-------| A:-0-3---------3-----2-3-------3-2-0-|
| A | |
| We head downhill, my hands fly back |
| Our fingers freeze, our hair falls out, our hair falls out |
| Our fingers freeze, our hair falls out |
| The iron piston pumps and spouts |
| D | |
| The steaming air as hot as sprouts |
| E | A | E | |
| All aboard, | Brenda's iron | sledge |
| No one's on top, they're comfortable |
| They're sitting on a human chain, a human chain |
| They're sitting on a human chain |
| Their limbs compressed in icy slush |
| Of freezing in a raw meat groove |
| All aboard, Brenda's iron sledge |
| D | A | E | |
| Please don't call me | Reg, it's not my | name |
| The body's rear, a bucking sled |
| Which hits a tree and falls asleep, and falls asleep |
| Which hits a tree and that is that |
| The grasshoppers curl up and burst |
| And Brenda shovels on the wurst |
| All aboard, Brenda's iron sledge |
| Please don't call me Reg, it's not my name |
| @SONG: DO POLICEMEN SING? |
| The opening riff isn't really a chord, |
| but tabbed out I guess it would look like: |
| Bass plays low E... |
| Gtr. slides down from XXX9-11-X on beat 2, |
| Then X12XXX, and pull off on the A string to X02XXX. |
| The chord would be Em, and in both cases |
| the two notes are E and Bb, so let's |
| just refer to them as Hi and Lo, shall we? |
| Between couplets in the verse, |
| the Asus2 is just X02200, picked, with the |
| bass going up to B on beat 4. |
| Hi Lo Hi Lo |
| "O do policemen sing?" I heard a person cry... |
| Hi Lo Hi Lo Asus2 |
| "We can do anything!" I heard the force re- ply... |
| And so on until...the chorus: |
| B: X24442 |
| E: X79997 (bass plays A) |
| D: X57775 (bass plays G) |
| C#: X46664 |
| C#maj7: X46564 |
| F#: 244322 |
| D#m: X68876 |
| Bsus2 | E | D | |
| It's true becauzza.. | . Never argue | with a rozzer... |
| D | C# | C#maj7 | |
| Never show him | insolence.. | . |
| F# | D#m | |
| Confidence... |
| The next 5 measures are picked, but if they were chords |
| they'd be C#: 9-11-11-10-9-9, B: 799877, and B7: 797877. |
| Some might choose to play these all as 7ths if they |
| were playing them as chords. |
| C# | B | |
| 'Cuz | who supplies the | evidence? |
| C# | B | |
| It's | not your mother, | or your lover, |
| B7 | |
| Or your best friend's dog... |
| ...And back to Em and the Hi-Lo verse part. |
| The end section: |
--------------------| --------------------| --------------------| --------------------| ---2---1---2---1----| 0-----------------3-| D (XX0232)
| ...Our law and or-der's never-never-never-never-never gonna break down |
| Repeat 3 times, and on the last repeat (remember there's |
| an extra "never"), end (on "Down") with a chord which |
| might be described as E5 (add Bb): 022300. |
| As for the outro, it starts with the same E5 (addBb) chord, |
| then switches to XX4442, and up to XXX775, XXX997, XXX9-12-10, |
| and XXX-9-11-9, as the song fades out. |
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| @SONG: THE LIZARD |
| A | Em | D7 | C | G | |
| You wear the | lizard's shoes and | afterwards you | get con | fused |
| You wear the lizard's coat and afterwards you fail to float |
| You take the lizard's path but look who's lying in the bath |
| You wear the lizard's skin no man can be a god and win at all |
| You take the lizard's mask but look who's lying in the cask |
| And the clocks have stopped you'll find out what the lizard |
| dropped |
| You know the lizard's won but you can't work out how it's done |
| The lizard is your friend and will be to the very end of time |
| You lie beneath the stars the lizard knows how high they are |
| The stars are out of reach the lizard lingers on a beach |
| The stars are out of date the lizard had them on a plate |
| You vomit in the shed the lizard got there first he's dead now |
| @SONG: MEAT |
| E is played as (listen for rhythm) a sort of switch between E and A. |
| or as just a plain E, if you're into simplifying things. |
| E | |
| It don't feel much like a home without a dog |
| It don't feel much like a pool without a frog |
| A | E | |
| It don't feel much like a world without a | girl |
| A | B | |
| It don't feel much like a girl without a | human being |
| It don't feel much like a fish without a pond |
| It don't feel much like a fence with no beyond |
| It don't feel much like a church without a god inside |
| It don't feel much like a bank without a lot of money |
| B | E | |
| Oh come on baby (doo-doo-doot) give me your | meat |
| It don't feel much like a foot without a shoe |
| It don't feel much like a me without a you |
| It don't feel much like a train without a buffet car |
| It don't feel much like a bed when there's nobody on it |
| Ah swallow it |
| It don't feel much like a bath without a plug |
| It don't feel much like a hole without a drug |
| It don't feel much like a drug without a side effect |
| It don't feel much like an effect if you don't love nobody |
| Come on baby gimme your meat |
| @SONG: ACID BIRD |
| Intro: |
D:-0--0-0-0----------------------------| A:---0-0-0-0---------------------------|
| D | |
| Sucking on a tap that never dries |
| A | |
| Could you take it right between your | eyes |
| G | D | |
| Bending blood, | bending blood |
| A | |
| The father stood, the father's hood |
| D | A | D | A | |
| Like shadow on an | acid bird that | etched her way | across a field |
| D | E | A | |
| So | long | ago |
| Walking through the fields in summer heat |
| Look at all the creatures 'round your feet |
| Pumping blood, pumping blood |
| The mother's gaze, the mother gave |
| White ointment of an acid kiss that burned upon the lips she |
| gave you |
| So long ago, so long ago |
| G | |
| Fun in the sun, luck in the bloodstream |
| A | G | |
| Shallow bodies writhing on the | grass |
| G | |
| Fun in the sun, hair in the slipstream |
| A | G | |
| Tadpoles shooting through a hollow | glass |
| Cutting out a silhouette in dreams |
| Everything is older than it seems |
| Son of blood, son of blood |
| The baby shakes, the baby snakes |
| That crawl across the acid rings that flicker from your |
| corpuscles |
| One sunny day, one sunny day |
| Fun in the sun everyone knows it |
| They could be as mellow as the hay |
| Fun in the sun everyone blows it |
| They grow up and instantly turn grey |
| Like shadow of an acid bird that etched its way across a field |
| So long ago, so long ago |
| @SONG: I WATCH THE CARS |
* E:-0-0h3-0-3-5-3----------
| E * |
| I watch the cars go back and forth |
| I watch the cars go back and forth |
| I watch the cars go back and forth |
| A5 | |
| Sometimes south and sometimes north |
| E * |
| I watch the cars |
| I hear them stopping down the street |
| I hear them stopping down the street |
| I hear the sound of stocking feet |
| A5 | |
| I wonder who they're going to meet |
| E * |
| I'm getting drunk inside my house |
| I see the men inside their shells |
| I see the men inside their shells |
| A5 | |
| They go to prostitutes as well |
| Who never mind the way the smell |
| E * |
| The prostitutes are paid for it |
| Alright! |
| I hear you're gonna try that too |
| I hear you're gonna try that too |
| I hear you're gonna try that too |
| A5 | |
| I wouldn't pay to go to you |
| I'm getting drunk inside my house again |
| I watch the cars go back and forth |
| I watch the cars go back and forth |
| I watch the cars go back and forth |
| A5 | |
| Sometimes south and sometimes north |
| E * |
| I watch the cars |
| @SONG: OUT OF THE PICTURE |
| (I'm a bit unsure about the verse) |
| A | D | E | |
| Don't you ever | wonder 'bout the | nowhere girl |
| Don't you feel sad or feel strange |
| D | A | E | |
| There is no | escaping from the | nowhere girl |
| A | D | E | |
| She's never really | truly out of | range |
| D | |
| And I'm walking out of the picture |
| E | A | E | D | |
| Leaving everything be | hi | nd except my | mind |
| Don't you feel temptation for the nowhere girl |
| She can burn your hands and sting your heart |
| She knows it's too late for you to save the world |
| And you believe that there's still time to start |
| And I'm walking out of the picture |
| Leaving everything behind except your mind |
| D | |
| She's not just a pretty face |
| E | |
| She's a big | black hole as well |
| A | D | |
| She swallows everything she | sees |
| She's not of the human race |
| She's a creature out of hell |
| She's's a disease |
| You are just in time to see the nowhere girl |
| Settling her fingers 'round your brain |
| Saw away the taps and you're a brand new world |
| You'll never ever pass this way again |
| Walking out of the picture |
| Leaving everything behind except your mind |
| @SONG: CITY OF SHAME |
| E | D | |
| It was in the city of | shame |
| E | D | |
| That I found I wasn't to | blame |
| A5 | B(7 | |
| I was looking for a | weird thing or two |
| A5 | B(7 | |
| I discovered that it | had to be you |
| It was in the city of fear |
| That I shouted 'Is there nobody here?' |
| Though the echo had the name on a ring |
| Still the echo wasn't called anything |
| D | A | |
| La, la, la, | la, la, la, la |
| E | A | |
| La, la, la, | la, la, la, la |
| A | E | |
| La, la, la, | la, la, la, la |
| A | D | |
| La, la, la, la, la, | la, la |
| It was in the city of love |
| All the flesh I ate was never enough |
| Though I knew it wasn't good for my soul |
| My body hungered for the ultimate goal |
| It was in the city of spies |
| That I spoke with nothing but lies |
| When they set a trap for all you could feel |
| It's important that your mind is concealed |
| La, la, la, la, la, la, la |
| It was in the city of shapes |
| That she made love to several apes |
| She felt weird for a couple of days |
| Pretty soon she got used to their ways |
| It was in the city of fools |
| That she sold her beautiful jewels |
| Someone bought them and sold them again |
| Now they've been bought by several men |
| E | A | |
| La, la, la, | la, la, la, la |
| E | D | |
| La, la, la, | la |
| (repeat as needed) |
| @SONG: LOVE |
| D | G | |
| The sun is shining on the | ground |
| C | D | |
| I see that nothing makes a | sound |
| D | C | |
| I move invisible as | air |
| G | D | |
| And choose the time to disap | pear |
| D | C | D | |
| Ah, ah, | ah - I'm in love with | you |
| The spirit started long ago |
| They've found somewhere they couldn't go |
| They spend their time just looking out |
| For those who never share a doubt |
| Ah, ah, ah, ah - they're in love with you |
| The seagull on the seeping sand |
| Can die but never understand |
| The oil that festers on our shore |
| Will cast a stain for evermore |
| Ah, ah, ah, ah - who's in love with that? |
| The gnomes are moving through the night |
| The sing and fiddle with delight |
| And we eat Weetabix and sing |
| About the joys that love can bring |
| Ah, ah, ah, ah - if they ever come |
| The sun is shining very hard |
| It melts both margarine and lard |
| But me I only dream of you |
| I hope that you are dreaming too |
| Ah, ah, ah, ah - I'm in love with you |
| Dancing On God's Thumb (3:40) |
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| Intro: (Soft Boys version) |
e:-0----0-1-2-3----0-1-2-7-5-??-3-0-
| (the ?? is either a 5 or a 3. Kimberly plays it very fast and |
| very distorted, so I can't properly tell. If you can, let me |
| know) |
| B(7 | A5 | |
| I don't mind walking through the | wind and the rain |
| I don't mind waiting where they cancel the train |
| But when I don't have love I stand and complain |
| E | D | |
| I hate | everything that I | see |
| I don't mind waiting 'til the end of the world |
| 'Cause in the Universe a womb I am curled |
| But Armageddon when the flag is unfurled |
| You know the first to fall out will be me |
| B(7 | A5 | G(3 | B(7 | |
| We are all dancing on | God's thumb |
| We are all dancing on God's thumb |
| I don't mind eating off the side of the plate |
| I don't mind jumping off the top of the gate |
| There's a solution if you're willing to wait and |
| Believe that it's worth waiting for |
| 'Cause if you try to look for nobody else |
| You find it gets too much to live for yourself |
| You'll still be empty though you're crawling with wealth |
| And you're too fat to squeeze through the door |
| We are all dancing on God's thumb |
| We are all dancing on God's thumb |
| We are all dancing on God's thumb |
| There's no use preaching like you're gonna be saved |
| You cannot argue with a cross and a grave |
| It's just a question of the way you behave |
| If you wanna survive on your feet |
| We got a bunch of crippled looners in power |
| Who wanna treat us to a nuclear shower |
| I'd give my life for just a gun and an hour |
| You know I'd murder them out in the street |
| We are all dancing on God's thumb. It's humming disco |
| Terry "The Human Mellotron" Marks |
| a013645t@bcfreenet.seflin.lib.fl.us |