“Obscurity Knocks”
By Trashcan Sinatras
Written by Paul Livingston
INTRO - Amaj7 Bm7 (x2)
Amaj7 Bm7
Always at the foot of the photograph that's me there snug as a thug in a
Amaj7 Bm7
Mugshot pose a foul-mouthed rogue owner of his corner and not much more
A Amaj7 D E
Still these days I'm better placed to get my just rewards
A Amaj7 D E
I'll pound out a tune and very soon I'll have too much to say and a dead stupid name
E7 A D E E7
And though i ought to be learning i feel like a veteran
A D E Bm
Of "oh i like your poetry but I hate your poems"
A D E E7
Calendars crumble I'm knee deep in numbers
A D E Bm A
I've turned 21, I've twist, I'm bust and wrong again
Bm7
Amaj7 Bm7
Rubbing shoulders with the sheets till two looking at my watch and I'm half-past caring
Amaj7 Bm7
In the lap of luxury it comes to mind is this headboard hard? am i a lap behind?
A Amaj7 D E
But to face doom in a sock-stenched room all by myself
A Amaj7 D E
Is the kind of fate i never contemplate lots of people would cry though none spring to mind
E7 A D E E7
And though i ought to be learning i feel like a veteran
A D E Bm
Of "oh i like your poetry but I hate your poems"
A D E E7
Calendars crumble I'm knee deep in numbers
A D E Bm A
I've turned 21, I've twist, I'm bust and wrong again
D Gmaj7 D Gmaj7
Know what it's like to sigh at the sight of the first quarter of life?
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Ever stopped to think and found out nothing was there?
SOLO - D G D (x3) Bm E
A Amaj7 Bm D
They laugh to see such fun I'm playing blind man's bluff all by myself
A Amaj7 E Bm D
And they're chanting a line from a nursery rhyme "ba ba bleary eyes - have you any idea?"
A D E E7
Years of learning i must be a veteran
A D E Bm
Of "oh i like your poetry but I hate your poems"
A D E E7
And the calendar's cluttered with days that are numbered
A D E Bm
I've turned 21, I've twist, I'm bust and wrong again...
(Repeats)
