Capo 6th fret

Standard (EADGBE)

short delay the parrot blues,

little voices mimick you,

 it's not so hard to make that sound,

so watch your back, the Ides of March,

cut your hair like Joan of Arc,

disguise your will, they'll find you out,

 and when they do...

 look out

 there's money lenders inside the temple

 the circus tiger's gonna break your heart

 something so wild turned into paper

 if I loved you, well that's my fault

a bitchin heat, the alpha male,

not something she'd ever tell,

except when she got deathly high,

 and out it came like summer rain,

washed the cars and everything,

felt clean for just a little while

 a telephone, we drunk dialed

 the starving children they ain't got no mother

 there's pink flamingos living in the mall

 I'd give a fortune to your infomercial

 if just somebody would just take my call

 take my call,

 take my call,

hello?

 patterns in my mind now moving slow

 sorrow all across the surface rolls

 smoothing out the edges of the stone

 the lights are out where'd everybody go?

hello?

erase yourself and you'll be free

mendola destroyed by the sea

all we are is colored sand

so pay to ride the ferris wheel

smile all that you can feel is gratitude for what has been

 cuz it did not happen

 there's money lenders inside the temple

 the circus tiger's gonna break your heart

 something so wild turned into paper

 If you loved me, well that's your fault

 there's money lenders inside the temple

 this crystal city's gonna fall apart

 when all their power turns into vapor,

 If I loved you well that's my fault,

 well that's my fault

 well that's my fault