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