Intro
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F C D A A#maj7 F
[Verse 1]
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lazy flies all hovering above
C D A A# F
the magistrate, he puts on his gloves
G7 C A# F
and he looks to the clouds all pink and disheveled
E7 F C B
there must be some blueprints, some creed of the devil
A# F
inscribed in our minds
[Chorus 1]
Dm G A# Dm
a hideous game vanishes in thin air
G A# Dm
the vanity of slaves who wants to be there?
A A# F
to sweep the debris to harness dead-horses
G C A# F
to ride in the sun a life of confessions
A A# C#
written in the dust
[Verse 2]
F C D A A# F
out in the mangroves the mynah birds cry
C D A A# F
in the shadows of sulphur the trawlers drift by
G7 C A# F
they're chewing dried meat in a house of disrepute
E7 F C B
the dust of opiates and syphilis patients
A# F
on brochure vacations
[Chorus2]
Dm G A# Dm
fear has a glare that traps you like searchlights
G A# Dm
the puritans stare their souls are fluoresecent
A A# F
the skin of a robot vibrates with pleasure
G C A# F
matrons and gigolos carouse in the parlor
A A# C#
their hand-grenade eyes invalid and blind
[Interlude]
(Play verse chords)
[Chorus 3]
Dm G A# Dm
a hideous game vanishes in thin air
G A# Dm
the vanity of slaves who wants to be there?
A A# F
to sweep the debris to harness dead-horses
G C A# F
to ride in the sun a life of confessions
A A# C#
written in the dust
[Outro]
(La la la over verse chords)