Capo 3

        F            G             Am
Let me tell you the tales of your life
         F            G           D
of your love and the cut of the knife
     F           C            Bb        Eb
the tireless oppression, the wisdom instilled
     Ab        Db         Bb     A Am
the desire to kill or be killed.
        F           G          Am
Let me sing of the losers who lie
          F           G             D
in the street as the last bus goes by.
     F            C           Bb          Eb
The pavements are empty: the gutters run red --
           Ab              Db          Bb   A Am
while the fool toasts his god in the sky.

D   F C
D   F C
E
F C G
C Bb A

14:05
(short) F# Bm, Bm E, Bm E

14:24
A G F, A Gb
A G F, A Gb

14:38 (fast played, more notes than chords)
Db  Db Db Cb Gb Cb
Db  Db Db Cb Gb Cb A x5, A x5, A x5
Db  Db Db Cb Gb Cb
Db  Db Db Cb Gb Cb A x5, A x5, Gb x5

14:52
Bm

        Bm                        D
So come all ye young men who are building castles!
         C     Em A           Bm
Kindly state the time of the year
     Bm                    D
and join your voices in a hellish chorus.
           C Em   A              Bm
Mark the precise nature of your fear.

Bm A, Bm A

15:23
Bm and some organ... (one Gb7)

15:40
Em A, Em A, C D G Am

15:57
Am D, Am D, Am

16:13
Am
        (quiet)                  Am
Let me help you pick to up your dead
        F           G          D
as the sins of the father are fed
           F           C              Bb             Eb
with the blood of the fools and the thoughts of the wise
      Ab         Db          Bb   A Am
and from the pan under your bed.

        F           G         Am
Let me make you a present of song
        F               G           D
as the wise man breaks wind and is gone
           F             C             Bb          Eb
while the fool with the hour-glass is cooking his goose
         Ab       Db          Bb   A Am
and the nursery rhyme winds along.
 

D   F C
D   F C
E
F C G
C Bb A

17:03
Gb
(fast played, more notes than chords)
Db  Db Db Cb Gb Cb
Db  Db Db Cb Gb Cb A x5, A x5, A x5
Db  Db Db Cb Gb Cb
Db  Db Db Cb Gb Cb A x5, A x5, Gb x5

17:18
Bm
          Bm                        D
So!  Come all ye young men who are building castles!
         C     Em A           Bm
Kindly state the time of the year
     Bm                    D
and join your voices in a hellish chorus.
           C Em   A              Bm
Mark the precise nature of your fear.

           Bm                         D
See!  The summer lightning casts its bolts upon you
         C   Em  A                 Bm
and the hour of judgement draweth near.
           Bm                       D
Would you be the fool stood in his suit of armour
        C Em  A               Bm
or the wiser man who rushes clear.

Bm A, Bm A

Time 18:06