http://www.deanfriedman.com/
And for the mods, Dean was a huge star, mostly in the UK, back in the 1980s.
Obviously, though, he hasn't been very popular since.
C# F# C# B
Potted plants hanging down from the ceiling, creeping up my windowsill.
A# D# G#
If the cats don't get 'em the winter wind will.
E F# G#
But I am a fool and I water them everyday.
A E
Have some faith in what's-his-name
C#m Bm
The deck is stacked but just the same,
A C#m F#m F#
I'd rather lose a hand of hearts I swear,
A Am
Than to win a round,
G#
of Solitaire.
C# F# C# F#
F# G#
C# F# C# B
Both of us drink from a fountain of feeling, waiting for the blood to spill.
A# D# G#
If the doubts don't get us then the apathy will.
E F# G#
But I am a fool and I worship you everyday.
A E
Have some faith in what's-his-name
C#m Bm
The deck is stacked but just the same,
A C#m F#m F#
I'd rather lose a hand of hearts I swear,
A Am
Than to win a round,
G#
of Solitaire.
C# F# C# B
A# D# G#
E F#
F#m F# B G# C#
C# F# C# B
Hiding the hurt or fighting and bickering, thinking that we've had our fill.
A# D# G#
If the lies don't do it then the honesty will.
E F# G#
But I am a fool and I water you everyday.
A E
Have some faith in what's-his-name
C#m Bm
The deck is stacked but just the same,
A C#m F#m F#
I'd rather lose a hand of hearts I swear,
A Am
Than to win a round,
G#
of Solitaire.
C# F# C# F#
F# G# A#m
