Lion Chords by Eugene Mcguinness

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_ [C] _ [D] I'm sitting on the ventriloquist's knee
Allowing his hands somewhere they should obey
[Gm] My disgraceful quest for immortality
[Bb] An adventure in a nest [D] infested by my ego
I'm a book that's sought to survey
Stitching up freaks in my secret laboratory
[Gm] The subtext is lyre and the sex is not on fire
[Bb] But if beauty is truth, [C] I'm actually willing to lie
[D] A _ [B] _ _ [Dm] _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ [Dm] _
_ [G] _ _ [Dm]-a-a [A]-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a
A-a [Ab]-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a [A]-a-a-a-a-a [D]-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a _ [Dm] _
_ [Gbm] _ [Dm]-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a
A cross-section cage spiders jump over Uuh
Skeletons dancing on one side of [Bb] Uuh
Possum, Possum, The trees will feast upon
That clumped [C] tube knackered [D] fearis
Writhing on the wall and its hip-hipped Uuh
On this side of the mirrors with both flesh-veer-sans
They need a valente, toto submission, [Bb] re-awarding [C] music, all that change,
[Dm] and if there's an end, you've got to restart it.
And I'm sitting on the bench, I look at me,
my [D] disgraceful quest for immortality, [Bb] my disgraceful quest [C] for immortality.
[D] I'm out [E] _ _ [Dm] _
_ [G] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [E] _ [F] of the [G] youth right now, [Bb] and I was raised by [F] wild [C] wolves.
If you boot a wilderness, [F] and I take you for a fool,
[C] if you help me out [Dm] of this,
_ _ [D] I'm better off dead.
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_ [Dm] _ _ [Em] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [G] _
_ [Dm] _ _ [E] _ _ [F] _ _ [G] _
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