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