G G/F#
Relax, trembling peacock...
G/E G/D
No, I wasn't born to rock...
C G
Oh, I was just plain born...
C G
And then I kind of grew and then, well...
Am D
Vancouver made me, I guess it's true...
G G/F#
Sired to the House of Lords
G/E G/D
(these days they call them 'Co-Op Boards'),
C G
and now it's in my royal blood
C G
to vote and vote and vote and vote
C G
on things that never change...
Am D
Gods give and gods give our gifts away...
Interlude
G G/F# G/E G/D C G C G Am D
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G G/F#
Settle down, trembling peacock...
G/E G/D
No, I wasn't sent to rock you...
C G
Oh, I just kind of came...
C G
And then I withdrew and then, well...
Am D
I guess the rest of you already knew...
G G/F#
Sired to the House of Lords
G/E G/D
on the day they declared it bankrupt and
C G C G
now conquered lands pay tribute to the shifts of your skirt,
C G
children at play get hurt,
Am
and wars are won from a foxhole...
Interlude with solo (again)
And! intermittent babababababa's
G G/F# G/E G/D
The inner world of a dove is complex, I'm telling you...
C G
Lovers of the air, beware...
G G/F#
But for us it's real simple...
G/E G/D C G
Look - shot through with arrows,
C G
a chest full of sparrows,
C G
gonna show you the way to my heart...