Left Lyrics in the Practice Room Half Man Half Biscuit
(intro E A B, E A B E x2)
[E]"Demon fiend, leave your tomb, [A]seek out the Virgin womb"
[B]Hey Chris from Future Doom,[A] you left your lyrics in the practice room.
[E]"Cackling hag astride the broom [A]- what dread upon the spume?"
[B]Hey Chris I understand your gloom
A E A B, E A B E
But come on, rock up - you're from Ilfracombe.
Did you [A]leave them there so that when the [E]band who practice 8 'til 10
May [Am]read them and perhaps then say [B]"we gotta meet this cat today!"[E]
Whoh-oh Black Sabbath, bam-ba-lam
Whoh-oh Black Sabbath, bam-ba-lam.[G] [C#] [G] [C#]
You [E]drink too much Oranjeboom; your [A]jaw juts out like Mart Poom
[B]Dr. Desperate I presume?[A] You left these in the waiting room
[E]How much more can I exhume, [A]how much more can you consume?[E] [A] [B] [A]
(n.c.) E A B
Oh let the light from the lighthouse shine on me
Let the [E]light from the lighthouse [A]shine on [B]me
E A B E A B, E A B E
Let the light from the lighthouse shine on me tonight.