Priest With Ballons

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Stave 1: 
    A                                               A/F#                   A/E 
E|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------0--------| 
B|-----2-----------2-----------2-----------2-----------2-----------2-----------2--------2-----| 
G|-----------2-----------2-----------2-----------2-----------2-----------2-----------------2--| 
D|--------2-----2-----2-----2-----2-----0-----0-----------0-----0-----0-----------2-----------| 
A|--0-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| 
E|--------------------------------------------------2-----------------------0-----------------|
 

                                                       
(verse 1) 
A                    A/F# 
Not regular party size; 
A/E 
Waves crash on either side. 
A                   A/F# 
He's wearing polypropylene, 
A/E                                    A 
Clutching at straws, holding onto string. 
A                   A/F# 
What was he looking for - 
A/E 
Truth, or was it Heaven? 
A                   A/F# 
Or did he just want to go out with a bang, 
A/E 
So to speak? 
A                   A/F# 
He's put his helmet on, 
A/E 
Steps out, floats on into the sky, 
A 
Goodbye! 
A/E 
It's funny, but I can understand why: 


A                      A/F# 
I want to live where the traffic controllers 
A/E                A 
Are ballet dancers, 
    A/F#               A/E               A 
And billboards painted over with colours; 
    A/F# 
Where unkindness is fined 
A/E                A 
In numbers of roses, 
A/F#                        A/E 
And nobody feels like taking the commons, 


* from here on play the same chords, the song is only these 3 chords listed above* 

(verse 2) 
A                               A/F# 
While some were meant for sea, in tug-boats 
A/E 
'Round the shore's knee, 
A 
Milling with the sand, 
A/F#              A/E 
and always coming back to land , 
A 
For others, up above 
A/F#              A/E 
Is all they care to think of, 
A                             A/F# 
Up there with the birds and clouds, and 
A/E 
Words don't follow. 

D             E          A         A/F# 
There are times when I sit down to tea, 
D             E          A         A/F# 
Some well-meaning companion will ask me, 
D             E          A 
How's it going with everything? 
D 
Quite nicely, but: 


A                      A/F# 
I want to live where the traffic controllers 
A/E                A 
Are ballet dancers, 
    A/F#               A/E               A 
And billboards painted over with colours; 
    A/F# 
Where unkindness is fined 
A/E                A 
In numbers of roses, 
A/F#                        A/E 
And nobody feels like taking the commons,
 

(verse 3) 
A                        A/F# 
'Though time has soldiered on, 
A/E 
I still think upon him; 
A                     A/F#        A/E 
Waging with the sky, he's crying Goodbye! 
A 
What was he looking for - 
A/F#               A/E 
Truth, or was it Heaven? 
A                              A/F# 
Or did he just want to go out with a bang, 
A/E 
So to speak?