B F# C# A#m
And even when you run to the South of the city: there is danger!
B F# C# A#m
For the North of the city shall enlarge and renew its CLAIM onto you
B F# C#
And the blonde lionesses with their leather-pleated dresses
A#m
Are in a state of shock and wonder,
B F# C#
For the messianic complex has settled on your forehead
A#m
As the lion does leap up the dew.
F# C#
Preacher's at a cold wedding,
F# C#
PRED#CHER'S AT A STREET WEDDING,
F# C#
Laying down the shroud-like bedding:
D#m G#
But do-oh-oh, do you really love this place?
D#m G#
And your penchant for drugs shall ensure that you're always gonna love this place,
B F# C# A#m
And even when you run to the South of the city: there is danger!
B F# C# A#m
For the North of the city shall enlarge and renew its CLAIM onto you
B F# C#
And the blonde lionesses with their leather-pleated dresses
A#m
Are in a state of shock and wonder,
B F# C#
For the messianic complex has settled on your forehead
A#m
As the lion does leap up the dew.
F# C#
Preacher's at a cold wedding,
F# C#
PRED#CHER'S AT A STREET WEDDING,
F# C#
Laying down the shroud-like bedding:
D#m G#
But do-oh-oh, do you really love this place?
D#m G#
And your penchant for drugs shall ensure that you're always gonna love this place,
D#m G#
And your penchant for drugs shall surely end in something close to ruinous
D#m
You don't need Cassandra to gaze over the edge
G#
Deep-boned readers and community leaders all notice the stumble in your gait,
D#m G#
Oh, do-oh-oh-oh-oh, do you really luh-love this place?
D#m G#
Oh, do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do, do you really luh-love this place?
G#
Well, you don't need Cassandra to gaze onto the edge,
G#
Oh, you don't need Cassandra to gaze onto the edge,
G#
Oh, you don't need Cassandra to gaze over the edge,
G#
Oh, you don't need Cassandra to gaze onto the edge,
F# G# F#
But you do need to get yourself out of the doom of this zone;
G# F#
But you do need to get yourself out of the doom of this zo-oh-oh-oh-oh-one,
G# F#
For there is nothing mystic or storytelling about the doom of this zo-oh-oh-oh-oh-one,
G# F#
But you do need to get yourself out of the doom of this zo-oh-oh-oh-oh-one,
G# F#
But you do need to get yourself out of the doom of this zo-oh-oh-oh-oh-one,
G# F#
But you do need to get yourself out of the doom of this zo-oh-oh-oh-oh-one,
G# F#
But you do need to get yourself out of the doom of this zo-oh-oh-oh-oh-one,
G#
But you do need to get yourself out of the doom of this zooooo-oh-hoo-one.
-----No Capo Version-----
D A Fb C#m
And even when you run to the South of the city: there is danger!
D A Fb C#m
For the North of the city shall enlarge and renew its CLAIM onto you
D A Fb
And the blonde lionesses with their leather-pleated dresses
C#m
Are in a state of shock and wonder,
D A Fb
For the messianic complex has settled on your forehead
C#m
As the lion does leap up the dew.
A Fb
Preacher's at a cold wedding,
A Fb
PRED#CHER'S AT A STREET WEDDING,
A Fb
Laying down the shroud-like bedding:
F#m B
But do-oh-oh, do you really love this place?
F#m B
And your penchant for drugs shall ensure that you're always gonna love this place,
D A Fb C#m
And even when you run to the South of the city: there is danger!
D A Fb C#m
For the North of the city shall enlarge and renew its CLAIM onto you
D A Fb
And the blonde lionesses with their leather-pleated dresses
C#m
Are in a state of shock and wonder,
D A Fb
For the messianic complex has settled on your forehead
C#m
As the lion does leap up the dew.
A Fb
Preacher's at a cold wedding,
A Fb
PRED#CHER'S AT A STREET WEDDING,
A Fb
Laying down the shroud-like bedding:
F#m B
But do-oh-oh, do you really love this place?
F#m B
And your penchant for drugs shall ensure that you're always gonna love this place,
F#m B
And your penchant for drugs shall surely end in something close to ruinous
F#m
You don't need Cassandra to gaze over the edge
B
Deep-boned readers and community leaders all notice the stumble in your gait,
F#m B
Oh, do-oh-oh-oh-oh, do you really luh-love this place?
F#m B
Oh, do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do, do you really luh-love this place?
B
Well, you don't need Cassandra to gaze onto the edge,
B
Oh, you don't need Cassandra to gaze onto the edge,
B
Oh, you don't need Cassandra to gaze over the edge,
B
Oh, you don't need Cassandra to gaze onto the edge,
A B A
But you do need to get yourself out of the doom of this zone;
B A
But you do need to get yourself out of the doom of this zo-oh-oh-oh-oh-one,
B A
For there is nothing mystic or storytelling about the doom of this zo-oh-oh-oh-oh-one,
B A
But you do need to get yourself out of the doom of this zo-oh-oh-oh-oh-one,
B A
But you do need to get yourself out of the doom of this zo-oh-oh-oh-oh-one,
B A
But you do need to get yourself out of the doom of this zo-oh-oh-oh-oh-one,
B A
But you do need to get yourself out of the doom of this zo-oh-oh-oh-oh-one,
B
But you do need to get yourself out of the doom of this zooooo-oh-hoo-one.