F C
Busy at home
Bb
I was happy for a while
C
But the joke is over
F C
Looking down
Bb C
At the carefully laid out infamy
F C
Take a scythe, take a scythe,
Bb
To the rotting core
C
Of man-vegetaton
F C
Now I sigh
Bb C
At the cool cool attitude to ignorance
A5
The look in your eyes
G5
When you gave this to me
A5 G5
Just put me on my guard
F
In this elegant chaos
C Bb C
I stand to one side
Shouting "ha"
Was I forced into this?
Or was it given to me?
It's a nice idea -
As a gift
Or as something to try for a while
70 years?
It's neither one thing or the other
My big fear
Is to dig it at last
And have it taken away
bridge, no real chords - so I made them up
Am E
It?s not a problem of secrecy
G D
I take it in my stride
A E
Did I learn to breathe to be killed like this?
Am E
Faces to the glass
G D
I see them televise my death
A
Oh, and here comes the part
E
Where I break down and cry.
People I see
Just remind me of mooing
Like a cow on the grass
And that's not to say
That there's anything wrong
With being a cow anyway
But people are people
With the added advantage
Of the spoken word
We're getting on fine
But I feel more of a man
When I get with the herd.
Full
key step up
Half
key step up
Half
key step down
Full
key step down
