E _ _ _
A _ _
F# _ _
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B With the tramp sitting on my
A G# doorstep,
E trying to waste his time.
B With his methylated
E sandwich,
F# he's a
E walking clothesline.
B And here comes the
A bishop's daughter, _
F#.
on the other
E side.
And
B she looks a
A trifle jealous,
F#.
she's been an
E outcast all her life.
Me, I'm way too
F# slow, visually,
A lying
B on the floor.
I'm just trying to
A do my jigsaw puzzle, before it
B rains anymore.
_ Oh, the gangster
A looks so frightening,
F# with his Luger
E in his hand.
B But when he gets home
A to his children, _
F# he's a
E family man.
_
B.
But when it
A comes to the nitty gritty,
F# he can
E shove in his knife.
B.
Yes, he really looks quite
A religious,
F# he's been an outlaw
E all his life.
Me, I'm waiting
F# so patiently,
A lying
B on the floor.
_ .
I'm just trying
A to do my jigsaw puzzle, before it
B rains anymore.
_ .
_ Yes!.
_
A _ _ _
F# _ .
_
E _ _
B _ _
A _ _
F# _ .
_
E _ _
B _ _
A _ _
F# _ .
_
E _ _
B _ _
A _ _
F# _ .
_
E _ Me, I'm waiting so
F# patiently,
A.
lying on
B the floor.
I'm just trying to do my
A jigsaw puzzle,
F# before
A it rains
B anymore.
_ _ Oh, the singer, he looks
A angry,
F# at being thrown to
E the
B lines.
And the bass player, he
F#m looks nervous,
F# about the girls
E outside.
B And the drummer, he's
A so shattered,
F# trying to keep
E up inside.
B And the guitar players
A look damaged,
F# they've been outcasts
E all their lives.
Me, I'm waiting
F# so patiently,
A lying
B on the floor.
I'm just trying to do
A my jigsaw puzzle, before it rains
B anymore.
_ _ Oh, their twenty thousand
A grandmas,
F# wave their hankies
E in the air.
B I'm burning up
A their mansions,
F# and shouting, it's
E not fair.
B There's a regiment
A of soldiers,
F# standing
E looking on.
B And the queen is
A bravely shouting,
F# what the hell is
E going on?.
B With her blood curdling,
A tatty hoe,
F# she charged
E into the ranks.
B.
Bless all
A those grandmas,
F# with their dying, red
E screen fangs.
Me, I'm just waiting
F# so patiently,
A with my woman
B on the floor.
We're just trying to
A do the jigsaw puzzle, before it rains
B anymore.
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A _ _ _
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B _
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B _ _
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B _ _
A _ _
F#m _
F# _
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