Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

Verse 1

 I was a young man, starving and drinking

 And trying, to become a writer

 And I remember that apartment, the smell of mice and dust

 And the old woman with the pretty legs. All the kisses that I lost

to your neck.

Verse 2

 I am a tennis player, playing on both sides of the net. And I-I-

I will get you yet

 And I will turn you I will turn you like a tattooed pigskin

 And this time you wont forget my face. Read my lips.

Chorus 1

 A sculpure is a sculpture marmelade is marmelade

 And a sculture of marmelade is a sculpture but it isn't marmelade

 She said with you inside me comes the knowledge of my death

 But I still had some oranges left underneath the bed

Instrumental

Verse 3

 I came to you. I came to depend on you.

 I came upon you. I came upon your floor.

 But the God should be left alone one musn't

Bang upon the door

Verse 4

 She said that for everything that is visible there is a copy that is hidden

 She said nothing takes on light until it has been eaten

 I was working the hole with the sailor you wonder

 Why you dont get invited to more parties. Read my lips.

Chorus 2

 A sculpure is a sculpture marmelade is marmelade

 And a sculture of marmelade is a sculpture but it isn't marmelade

 She said with you inside me comes the knowledge of my death

 But I still had some oranges left underneath the bed

Outro