The Haunted Phonograph Chords by Thoushaltnot, Seeming

_ _ [Fm] I cursed the day I bought that phonograph for you, my dear.
[A#m] For there are times [Em] I swear that it's [Fm] alive.
[Fm] _ _ [G] I chase at night the whispering from [C#m] the music room so [A#] clear.
[E] But [Fm] I'm marked with silent [C] scorn when I [F]
[Fm] arrive.
_ I try to play Caruso, but the needle skips the groove.
[A#m] While Calypso and [Gm] Ravel [Em] keep [A] coming back.
_ _ [G#] [G] And there beside that damned machine, [C#] you lie and never [C#m] move.
[C] I'm cuckolded by metal [Fm] and [F] shellac.
_ [C#] It comes to me in dreams [B] and it [C] declares,
I'm [F] Joan of Arc, you [A#m] can burn me, but I've [C#m] power [F] from [G] above.
[A] But [C#] I fear it's not a dream [B] and you'll [C] be swallowed in [Fm] its darkness.
It [A#] will one [Gm] day speak [C] your words for you, [F] my [C] [F] love.
I tried to throw it out, [Fm] but back again the trash men came.
They [A#m] were ash and white, [Gm] like they'd [Em] seen [Fm] father death.
_ And [G] they told me that it cried aloud, [C#m] spoke to them [A#m] by name.
[C#] So they [C] returned it, ran and prayed under [F] their breath.
_ _ And every night I long to coax you from that phonograph.
But [A#] it's drained the [Gm] appetites [Em] I once [Fm] fulfilled.
_ _ [G] Its gaping mouth, obscene and wide, [C#] turns every tune [A#m] to laughter.
[C#] And [D] its orbit [C] waves commands to have [Fm] me [F] killed.
_ [C#] It comes to me in dreams [B] and it [C] declares,
I'm [Fm] Joan of Arc, you [A#m] can burn me, but [C#m] I've power [Fm] from [Gm] above.
[F] But [C#] I fear it's not a dream [B] and you'll [C] be swallowed in [Fm] its darkness.
[Gm] It will one day speak [C] your words for [F] you, my _ love.
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A#] _ [Cm] _ [Cm] [A#m] And [Fm] _
_ _ [F] _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
_ [C#] _ [C] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [A#m] _
[G#] _ [Fm] _ now that you've gone deaf to every word that I could say,
I'm reaching out the only way you'll hear.
[C] _ [G] I beg into a microphone [C#m] for you to turn my way.
And with [C] my voice on wax, my body [Fm]
disappears.
_ So play me [F] on your phonograph and swear that [Fm] I'll be yours.
Though [A#m] your heart and [Em] voice can never more [Fm] be one.
_ [G] Just drag that needle on me as [C#m] I spin my loving course.
[C] Dreaming [Fm] only of your kiss, [C] all the charms of yours I miss.
As [C#m] I pop and as I hiss, [Dm] spiraling into the abyss.
Oh [D#] my god, it's [G] Tom Saless, [C] we've [Fm] been outdone!
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _
[C#] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [C] Outdone will [F] be at