Chords for Liz Phair - Jeremy Engle

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Jeremy Angle lives in a tangled [C] rent [G]-controlled apartment [D] with his communist family.
There are books all around them.
[C] The dining [G] room table [D] is lacquered with news [C] clippings. _
_ Yellowing badly, [G] they argue at dinner.
[D] His brother's friends drop by to throw a line and [C] or two [G] about [D] Tolstoy.
They all play guitar and they're all very far [C] away in [G] their own minds [D] from the _ upper left side of [C] _
Manhattan.
_ _ _ I [G] never got past his _ _ [D] googly _ _ eyes that looked at me sadly [C] in mocking surprise.
The [G] way a lord looks at his placemat [D] or a stain on his tie, it never happened for me.
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And Jeremy [G] Angle, though, wanted to step through [D] that portal and try on that other dimension [C] of high, high [G] _ browism.
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Jeremy's hair and brow grow very high.
But no, _ [G] not _ I.
[D] I'm more of a [A] _ [Em] napkin.
[G] _ [D] Not _
[A] less [G] with revision _ [D] beyond _ [G] how I'm matching [D] the China _ [G] and _ wine.
[D] There are the Angles skewering lenders [C] and chewing [G] through sticks, [D] pounds of Venice.
The _ guy that [C] they shot up in upstate [G] New York at their _ arms.
[D] _ Jeremy [A] needs [G] me _ _ [D] to wipe [G] off his eye [D] some _ gelatinous [G] _ _
thingy.
[D] That his blood is a _ [G] bottling mouthful that's [D] why sometimes [G] all you need [D] is a napkin.
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_ _ [D] Sometimes _ [G] all you need [D] is a napkin.
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