[Intro]
C G A E Fmaj7 C
C G A E Fmaj7 C
[Verse 1]
C G A E F C
lazy flies all hovering above
G A E F C
the magistrate, he puts on his gloves
D7 G F C
and he looks to the clouds all pink and disheveled
B7 C G F#
there must be some blueprints, some creed of the devil
F C
inscribed in our minds
[Chorus 1]
Am D F Am
a hideous game vanishes in thin air
D F Am
the vanity of slaves who wants to be there?
E F C
to sweep the debris to harness dead-horses
D G F C
to ride in the sun a life of confessions
E F G#
written in the dust
[Verse 2]
C G A E F C
out in the mangroves the mynah birds cry
G A E F C
in the shadows of sulphur the trawlers drift by
D7 G F C
they're chewing dried meat in a house of disrepute
B7 C G F#
the dust of opiates and syphilis patients
F C
on brochure vacations
[Chorus2]
Am D F Am
fear has a glare that traps you like searchlights
D F Am
the puritans stare their souls are fluoresecent
E F C
the skin of a robot vibrates with pleasure
D G F C
matrons and gigolos carouse in the parlor
E F G#
their hand-grenade eyes invalid and blind
[Interlude]
(Play verse chords)
[Chorus 3]
Am D F Am
a hideous game vanishes in thin air
D F Am
the vanity of slaves who wants to be there?
E F C
to sweep the debris to harness dead-horses
D G F C
to ride in the sun a life of confessions
E F G#
written in the dust
[Outro]
(La la la over verse chords)
