Intro: F Gm C

There’s too many women and not enough wine
Too many poets and not enough rhyme [Csus4-3]
Too many glasses and not enough time [C/E]
Draw your own conclusions [Bass/D]
Draw your own conclusions

My old dog’s a good old dog
My old man’s a silly old sod
The human face is a terrible place
Choose your own examples

Solo on: F Gm C F Gm C Dm G C F Bb C

Went to the river, but I could not swim
Knew I’d drown if I went in
Lost my faith in a terrible race

Intro: Eb Dm G Bbm

Pailing well after sixteen days, a m[Bm/D]ammoth t[F#m/C#]ask was set [A/Bb]
Sack the town, [Em/G]and rob the tower, and [Bm/F#]steal the alp[Em/G]habet [B/D#]
Close the d[Bm/D]oor and [Am/C]bar the [Em/B]gate, but keep the windows clean
God’s al[Bm/D]ive ins[Am/C]ide a [Em/]movie! [Em/B]Watch the silver screen! [E/G#]
Rum was served to all the traitors; pygmies held themselves in check
Bloodhounds nosed[Em/G] around the houses, down dark alley[/D]s sailors crept[/D]
Six bells struck, the pot was boiling – soup spilled out on passers-by
Angels mumbled incantations, closely [Bm/F#]watched by God on high

Bass: Em (E,F#,G, A Bb C, C#,D) D ://:
Em +5-5 ://: F#m +5-5 ://: Bass G,A,Bb,C,C#,D,E,F#
Lightning struck out – fire and brimstone!

Boiling oil and shrieking steam!
[Dm/A]Darkness struck with molten fury, flashbulbs glorified the scene

Bass: C,D,Eb,F,F#,G,A,Bb

Not a man who had a finger, not a man who could be seen
Nothing called (not name nor number) - Echo stormed its final scream

Solo over BAss(E,F#,G, A Bb C, C#,D)x12 Eb G x2

Daybreak [Bb/F]washed with sands of gladness, rotting all it rotted clean
Windows pe[Bb/F]eped out on their neighbors, inside fireside bedsides gleam
SHALIMAR, the trumpets chorused, angels wholly all shall ta-a- ake
Those alive [Ab/C]will meet the prophets, t[G/B]hose at peace shall see G
their wake

This is actually a semitone higher on the recording but this key is slightly easier for guitar.

|D / / /|G(D bass) / D /|B7b9 / B7|
|Am(E bass) / Em /|C#7b9 / C#7|Bm(F# bass) / F#m|

[G(D] [bass)] Wash yourself and see your sorrow,

[Am(E] [bass)] make every pitcher clean

[Bm(F#] [bass)]Take a mop to swab the[D(A] flo[bass)]or

[C(G] [bass)] nd destroy the evi[G(D]l dr[bass)]eam

[G(D] [bass)] Counting houses full of lead,

[Am(E] [bass)] the evil eye on high

[Bm(F#] [bass)]The streets awash with blood [D(A]and [bass)]pus,

[C(G] [bass)] the new moon’s in th[G(D]e sk[bass)]y

[D(A] [bass)] God’s aloft, the winds are[C(G] rag[bass)]ing

[C(G] [bass)] God’s aloft, the winds a[G(D]re c[bass)]old

|B7b9 / B7|Am(E bass) / Em /|
|C#7b9 / C#7|Bm(F# bass) / F#m|

After leaving I was weeping

count it out in tolls

Watch the book, the page is turning

how the tale unfolds

(VERSE 3)
Inside every cancered spectre, inside-outside find your own
God’s aloft, the winds are raging – God’s aloft, the winds are cold