D B/G
A-G 4 times)
In the haze of the morning, China sits on eternity
D
B/G
And the opium farmers sell dreams to obscure fraternities
A C B
On the horizon the curtains are closing
D
B/G
Down in the orchard, the aunties and uncles play their games
B G B G
(Like it seems they always have done)
D
B/G
In the blue distance, the vertical offices bear their names
B G B G
(Like it seems they always have done)
A C B
Clocks ticking slowly, dividing the day up.
D
These poor girls are such fun,
B/G
They know what God gave them their fingers for
B G B G
(to make percussion over so-los) [typing percussion]
D
B/G
China, my China, I've wandered around and you're still here
B G B G
(Which I guess you should be proud of)
D
Your walls have enclosed you,
Have kept you at home for thousands of years
B G B G
(But there's something I should tell you)
A C B
All the young boys, they are dressing like sailors.
D
I remember a man who
B/G
Jumped out from a window over the bay
B G B G
(There was hardly a raised eyebrow)
D
The coroner told me,
B/G
This kind of thing happens every day.
A C B
You see, from the Pagoda, the world is so tidy.
done by ketty inglet