**this song just alternates between Gm and Cm barre chords to a groovy beat** Gm: 355333 Cm:335543 and I'll trip a lie, fandango my legs are sheer elastic it's how you envelope me I'm like a corpse in plastic you find while at a picnic when you're just there to kick it now you have to call the police and report somethin' wicked and the scene, it turns so grisly and the children, they are crying you hand them black umbrellas tell 'em that the world is dying it's how you hide your cards it's how you dress your scars and let them breathe (breathe) life, fantastic... life, so tragic... life, fantastic... and I'll trip a lie fandango I'll dangle from your elbow it's how you envelope me between chaos and beauty it's like you're at a picnic and the wind, it turns so wicked but you cannot call the police and report what is happening and the scene, it turns so naughty and your mother, she is crying you take her in your arms tell her that the world is dying ----- ooh... life, fantastic... life, so tragic... life, fantastic.
