Tempo is a slow 4.
| A | A | A | A . G D | A | A . G D | A | A . G D |
(band in)
A F
Well, everybody knows when, ah, tell me again
A F
Fatten up the pig and, baby, let's pretend
A F
That I can see the joke at the beginnin' or the end
E F G
Let me know the secret, honey, then I'll be your best friend
A F
Alakazam, Kalakazoo, Salaam
A F
Meet me in the jungle where they never give a damn
A F
If your clothes don't fit, or if your marriage is a sham
E F G
They never weigh a woman by the kilo or the gram
C F
If you got to make it, baby, make it real
C Bb F
Get up of your knees and tell me, how do you feel?
C F
Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed
Bb F G# Bb | C | C |
Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal
A F
Well, written in the stars is the great big lie
A F
That you never get to see until the minute that you die
A F
By the time you get to heaven you're a whole 'nother guy
E F G
It's maybe just as well that you never had a third eye
A F
Little pig, little pig, lock your door
A F
Take the gun from the wall and even up the score
A F
Well, I don't even know who the sun shines for
E F G
And I don't believe what I believe any more
C F
If you got to make it, baby, make it real
C Bb F
Get up of your knees and tell me, how do you feel?
C F
Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed
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Bb F G# Bb
Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal
C F
Hollywood death smile flash me a grin
C Bb F
Laughin' gas don't cut it when you're rotten within
C F
Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed
Bb F G# Bb | C | C |
Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal
Bridge:
| C | Bb . C . | C | Bb . C . | C | Bb . C . | C | Bb . C . |
| C Bb F Bb | C | C Bb F Bb | C |
nc
Well, it's hotdog logic in a grapefruit time
Flutter your eyelids and, honey, you'll be fine
Throw me your sins and I'll keep 'em with mine
F G
You got a headful of stone and that's somethin' divine
A F
Get a little head rush, swallow a fly
A F
Cut off your memories and hang them out to dry
A F
It was a beautiful noise but now it's tumbling by
E F G
Well, I was never here, there was never you or I
C F
If you got to make it, baby, make it real
C Bb F
Get up of your knees and tell me, how do you feel?
C F
Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed
Bb F G# Bb
Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal
C F
Hollywood death smile flash me a grin
C Bb F
Laughin' gas don't cut it when you're rotten within
C F
Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed
Bb F G# Bb | C | C . Bb F |
Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal
| C | C . Bb F | C | C . Bb F | C | C . Bb F | C |
