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