Capo on third fret
(1)
(2) (3)
( They don't really )
E Esus E A Asus A
D Dsus D ( play it the (3) way, )
-0-0---0-0- -0-0---0-0- -2-3---4-2-
( but it's possible, )
-0-0---0-0- -2-3---4-2- -3-3---3-3-
( to create the same )
-1-2---3-4- -2-2---2-2- -2-2---2-2-
( sound as (1) and (2). )
-2-2---2-2- -2-2---2-2- -0-0---0-0-
-2-2---2-2- -0-0---0-0- -----------
-0-0---0-0- ----------- -----------
E (1)
Just a little touch of make-up; just a little touch of bull;
E (1)
just a little 3-chord trick embedded in your platform soul;
E (1)
you can wear a gold Piaget on your Semaphore wrist;
E (1)
you can dance the old adage with a new dapper twist.
C
D
A Asus2
And you can ring a crown of roses round your cranium,
F
C
E
live and die upon your cross of platinum.
D
Dsus4 D
Dsus4
Join the crazed institution of the stars.
A
Asus4 A
Be the man that you think you really are.
D
Dsus4 D
Dsus4
Join the crazed institution of the stars.
A
Asus4 A
Be the man that you know you really are.
E (1)
Crawl inside your major triad, curl up and laugh
E (1)
as your agent scores another front page photograph.
A (2)
Is it them or is it you throwing dice inside the loo
A (2)
awaiting someone else to pull the chain.
E (1)
Well grab the old bog-handle, hold your breath and light a candle.
E (1)
Clear your throat and pray for rain
D (3)
to irrigate the corridors that echo in your brain
A (2)
filled with empty nothingness, empty hunger pains.
G
E
B
And you can ring a crown of roses round your cranium,
F
C
E
live and die upon your cross of platinum.
D
Dsus4 D
Dsus4
Join the crazed institution of the stars.
A
Asus4 A
Be the man that you think you really are.
D
Dsus4 D
Dsus4
Join the crazed institution of the stars.
A
Asus4 A
Be the man that you know you really are.
Repeat verse 1 and chorus