Chords for Robyn Hitchcock - Sleeping with your devil mask

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_ _ _ _ I _ _ see the birdies, _ [A] _ _ [E] _
I see the fishes, _ [A] _ _ [E] _
I'm perching on the garden [A] wall, [E] _
_ _ I'm at your [A] door, _ [E] _
I see
the sand, I see the [B] stars, _ [E] _
_ I'm struggling to your [A] bones, [E] _
your skeleton can dance all
night and cape beneath the swaying [A] love, sleeping with your devil mask and all I want to do
is wake you up, and when I [B] stop it makes a thrill, [E] with you, yeah, [A] yeah, yeah, yeah,
[B] yeah, yeah, yeah.
[E] I'm watching Mr.
Dennis [A] Ball, sleeping [E] with your devil mask, who's brought along his purse
and [F#m] all, sleeping [E] with your devil mask, and they are full of leather [A] beads, sleeping [E] with
your devil mask, that rattle like a slow [A] disease, sleeping [E] with your devil mask, I'm going to
have a nasty [A] fall, sleeping [E] with your devil mask, _ with all the stuff I've brought, sleeping
with your devil mask, from the vulture Mr.
Garret [A] Hobbs, sleeping [E] with your devil mask,
who's got a load of useless jobs, sleeping with your devil mask, I'm in the chapel after
lunch, they used to cross the river, [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] yeah, _ _ [E] _ _ _
[A] yeah, yeah, yeah, [B] yeah, yeah, _ _ _ _ [E] yeah, yeah, yeah,
no commotion and no [A] choice, _ [E] _ my mother's second name is Joyce, [A] sleeping [E] with your devil mask,
I'm working with very young [A] girls, _ [E] _ she's got a chalice to feed in her, sleeping with your devil
mask, her big name is long black hair, [A] and _ [E] _ her hair is good around her back, sleeping [E] with your
devil mask, and when the morning light's hanging, _ _ _ she's got her head located, sleeping with your
devil mask, they're running, running, smell terrible, they're going away towards the [A] dawn,
sleeping with your devil mask, _ _ and when it's [B] over, it means I am through [E] with you, yeah,
[A] yeah, yeah, _ [A#] yeah, yeah, [B] yeah, the _ _ _ _ [E] _
organism breaks itself, sleeping with your devil mask,
I think it's burnt upon the shelves
It's making me feel devilish
It's overwhelming my fast tracks
It's making me feel devilish
A cloud of blood is from my [A] dust
It's making [E] me feel devilish
Something's coming, something's coming
I need you, I'll be at your [N] house