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The Wasp (Texas Radio and the Big Beat) Doors
[Em]I want to tell you about Texas Radio and the big beat.
It comes out of the Virginia swamps,
cool and slow with rugged precision,
with a backbeat narrow and hard to master.
[Em]Some call it heavenly in its brilliance,
others, mean and rueful of the Western dream.
I love the friends I have gathered together on this thin raft.
We have constructed pyramids in honour of our escaping.
This is the land where the Pharaoh died.
E, F, E, F, G, E, F#, E, F#, A, A#, B,
E, F#, E, F#, E, F#, G#, G, F#, E, Em.
[Em]The negroes in the forest, brightly feathered, and they are saying:
"Forget the night! Live with us in forests of azure,
out here on the perimeter, there are no stars.
Out here we is stoned immaculate."
Lis[E]ten to this [F#]I'll tell[E] you about the[F#] heartaches; [G]
I'll t[E]ell you about[F#] hearta[E]che and the los[F#]s of God. [A] [A#] [B]
I'll [E]tell you about[F#] the hopeles[E]s night, [F#]
the meager[C#] food my [A]soul forgot, [C#] [A]
[F#]tell you about the maiden with the wrought i - ron soul[G#]. [G] [F#] [E] [Em]
[Em]I want to tell you about Texas Radio and the big beat,
soft driven, slow and mad like some new language.
Lis[E]ten to this [F#]I'll tell[E] you about Tex[F#]as; [G]
I'll t[E]ell you about[F#] Texas[E] R[F#]a - [A]di - [A#]o. [B]
I'll [E]tell you about[F#] the hopeles[E]s night, [F#]
the wander[C#]in' th[A]e Western drea[C#]m, [A]
[F#]tell you about the maiden with the wrought i - ron soul[G#] [G] [F#] [E] [Em]
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