Gm
F Eb
F
Ab
Flee the icy Lucifer, oh he�s an awful fellow
Ab
Eb Db Eb
Bb
F
What a mistake I didn�t take a feather from his pillow
Gm
F Eb
F
Ab
Here�s the ever lasting rub neither am I good nor bad
Ab
Eb Db Eb
Bb
F
I�d give up my halo for a horn and the horn for the hat I once had
Am Gm Dm Gm
Abm Ebm Eb F
I�m only breathing, there�s life on my
ceiling
Gm Dm
D Bb E Ab
The flies there are sleeping quietly
Gm
F
Eb
F
Ab
Twist my right arm in the dark, I would give two or three for
Ab
Eb Db
Eb Bb
F
One of those days that never made impressions on the old score
Gm
F Eb
F
Ab
I would gladly be a dog barking up the wrong tree
Ab
Eb
Db Eb
Bb
F
Everyone�s saved, we�re in the grave. See you there for afternoon tea
Am Gm Dm Gm
Abm Ebm Eb F
Gm Dm D Bb E
Ab
Time for a waking. The tea lady�s making a brew up
and baking new bread.
Gm F Gm F Gm F G Gm C Gm F G Dm D C Dm Gm
Same as above:
Pick me up at half past none, there�s not a moment to lose
There is the train on which I came, on the platform are my old shoes
Station master rings his bell, whistles blow and flags wave.
A little of what you fancy does feel good or so it should.
I thank everybody