Intro
D A x2
D
Are we institutionalised
A
by the demands of today?
D
In our regalia
A
are we ok?
F#m
Because the flash, of a blade
is one less getting paid
A
there in the line
F#m
And the ice, and gold
is just a double code...
A
It's a paradigm
For every little thing
D (distorsion guitar here)
that fashion gives you
A
Yeah
D A
D
So the Puritan on a morning
A
said happy sad melody
D
I'm waltzing on an amazing pulse
A
in a pornographic sea
F#m
Where the absent blade
is one less in parade
A
To throw overboard
F#m
And the ice, and gold
it's just a double code
A
It's a metaphor
For every little thing
D (distorsion guitar again) A
that fashion gives you Yeah
Bm A
D
I'm Falling into something
A
that plays upon the metronome, in your heart
D
It's smoke and it's mirrors
A
until the auto cue starts
F#m
Then the dry ice comes
and we start sucking our
A
thumbs on the TV
F#m
And the joy of people
A
spirited away so merrily
is part of every little thing
D (dist. guitar) A
that fashion gives you Yeah
D A
(Here we go)
D A
Lalala la lalala la
Bm A
(Hey puritan Hey Puritan)
lalala la laaaa
D A
lalala la lalala la
Bm A
(what you gonna do about it?) (It's all smoke and mirrors)
lalala la laaaaa
D A
lalala la lalala la
Bm A
(What you gonna do about it?) (Hey Puritan Hey Puritan)
lalala la laaaaa
D A
lalala la lalala la
Bm A
(What you gonna do about it?)
lalala la laaaaa
D A
lalala la lalala la
Bm A
(What you gonna do about it?)
lalala la laaaaa
D A Bm A (slowly fade away)
D A Bm D