Pierrot Lunaire

	  		VERSE 
                  Bm                      F#m 
The string to his head, the boss makes it nod 
                  Bm                       F#m 
The string to his mouth, his mum pulls for food 
                  Bm                   F#m 
The string to his soul, it leads up to god 
           Bm                      F#m 
But who controls the string to his cock? 

                Bm                          F#m 
In the bleak midwinter at the bottom of the stair 
                   Bm                     F#m 
I'll set myself on fire pour petrol in my hair 
                 Bm                      F#m 
If he would ever notice if he would even care 
            Bm       N.C. 
I'm just so bored...
 

VERSE 
            Bm                  F#m 
Football on Sunday drinks after work 
          Bm          F#m 
Tuesday a DJ Friday a jerk 
                Bm                     F#m 
And what really matters and who really cares 
             Bm               F#m 
My lover's a puppet Pierrot Lunaire 


                Bm                          F#m 
In the bleak midwinter at the bottom of the stair 
                   Bm                     F#m 
I'll set myself on fire pour petrol in my hair 
                 Bm                      F#m 
If he would ever notice if he could even care 
       Bm  C#7              F#m   F#m F#m F#m 
I'm so bored with Pierrot Lunaire 


VERSE 
            Bm                         F#m 
Others have boyfriends, boyfriends who care 
              Bm                    F#m 
All flesh and blood, not string and air 
                 Bm                    F#m 
They lay them on beds, they whisper je t'aime 
                    Bm                       F#m 
They take off their clothes and make love to them 

                    Bm                        F#m 
One day I'll cut my arms off and send them to him 
              Bm                      F#m 
I'll sever my legs, suspend them from strings 
             Bm                       F#m 
I'll be Pulcinella, we'll hang out so close 
          Bm                  F#m 
My wooden cheek to his wooden nose 

                Bm                          F#m 
In the bleak midwinter at the bottom of the stair 
                   Bm                     F#m 
I'll set myself on fire pour petrol in my hair 
                Bm                     F#m 
As if he'd even notice as if he'd ever care 
          Bm  C#7             F#m   F#m F#m F#m 
I'm so in love with Pierrot Lunaire. 


VERSE 
           Bm                 F#m 
Lysergic Lysander nodding his head 
             Bm                     F#m 
A glittering panda that needs to be fed 
            Bm                     F#m 
A Cantonese opera performed at the zoo 
              Bm                  F#m 
These foolish things remind me of you 

                     Bm                           F#m 
And the puppet girls kiss you, but they're on the move 
                 Bm                         F#m 
They must know I miss you, please come back soon 
                    Bm                           F#m 
In the depths of midwinter, at the bottom of the stair 
       Bm  C#7         F#m 
I'm on fire, Pierrot Lunaire. 


BRIDGE 
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                     Bm                           F#m 
Oh, claire de la luna I know you'll never care 
                     Bm                           F#m 
I'll set myself on fire pour petrol in my hair 
                     Bm                           F#m 
If you would ever notice if you could even care 
       Bm  C#7             F#m  F#m 
I'm in love with Pierrot Lunaire