A plastic shovel, soft sweaty children far from home
On vacation not unlike your very own

And the captain howdy lit upon my shoulder
And he left me with sulphur and rooms full of headaches
I fell in with snakes in the poisoned ranks of strangers
Please send me more yellow birds for the dim interior

Will my pony recognise my voice in hell?
Will he still be blind, or do they go by smell?
Will you promise not to rest me out at sea
But on a fiery river boat that’s rickety?

I’ll never find my pony along the rolling swell
A muddy river or a lake would do me well
With hints of amber sundowns and moody thunderstorms
A sunken barge’s horns, with the cold rusty bells

a flock of knives cut the sky

[E7+9]
and buried in my black eyes

and the clouds they bled in my head

and autumn rain soa[E7+9]ked the dry beds

and the hurricane of her eyes

wailed away the knives[E7+9]

the knives of summertime, summertime

the knives of summertime, summertime

F#m Am E (ring out)

the knives of summertime

and i did swallow stained glass tears

[E7+9]
absorbed by the sun for many light years

and the fire flies in her hair

[E7+9]
my red concertinas coming down the stairs

and the hurricane of her eyes

[E7+9]
wailed away the knives

the knives of summertime, summertime

the knives of summertime, summertime

F#m Am E (ring out)

the knives of summertime

A# G C# A x4

why don’t you sing me that
pretty lullaby
then when you’re singing great
pack it all up

I wanna new face right now
and I want it bad
I wanna new body that’s strong
I’m a butchered cow

I wanna try and fly
I wanna try and die
I wanna be a pig
I wanna fk a car

I wanna new face right now
and I want it bad
I wanna new body that’s strong
I’m a butchered cow

[Interlude] A# G C# A

I wanna be a stupid and shallow mutherfker now
I wanna be a tough skinned bch but I don’t know how
I wanna be a shiny new baby with a squidgy brain
I wanna be a horse fill of fire what will never reign

[D/F#]
[D/F#]

I got sun[D/F#]burnt waiting for the jets to land

Surplus p[D/F#]eople with hairy little hands

Can it bo[D/F#]ys and strike up the army band

I got sun[D/F#]burnt waiting for the jets

How did it feel?

How did it feel?

I can'[D/F#]t seem to see through solid marble eyes

[D/F#]

Firey pia[D/F#]nos washed up on a foggy coast

Squeeky litt[D/F#]le organs have given up the ghost

Fry them[D/F#] up and cure the piano birds

There’s c[D/F#]reeky little organs burning on the coast

How did it feel?

How did it feel?

I can'[D/F#]t seem to breathe with a rusted little heart

I can'[D/F#]t seem to see through solid marble eyes

[D/F#]
[D/F#]
[D/F#]
[D/F#]

Intro:

Chorus:
Dm G C F 2x Fm C
Fill in: after 2nd bar and end of chorus

A ———–2—
E —5—7——-

Intro: 2 bars

a beauitful woman she rose
Bb F C Fill in
from the smokin waters of the lake
with a candle that burned in each palm
Bb F C Fill in
my teeth each sank gently to the floor

Chorus:
bring me some luck little junebug
your cousins they’re gods to the seas
the march afternoons
Fm C Fill in
the sun and the moon

Instrumental Verse x2

before I fall asleep
a white blood of wolves must be drained
and that sorry captain howdy
scatters my bones for the lambs

Chorus:

Verse 1:

hey Joe
c’mon Joe
don’t make that sad song
any sadder than it already is

Verse 2:

hey Jack
get back
get yourself together
c’mon c’mon

I know you’re thinking about your nervous laugh
I know exactly what you’re thinking of

Verse 3:

hey Sid
no matter what you did
it can work out
work out

no matter how you feel right now

Verse 4:

hey George
do your chores
don’t feel sore

Chorus:

I know it’s a lot more than just being poor

there’s a heaven and there’s a star for you
there’s a heaven and there’s a star for you
there’s a heaven and there’s a star for you
there’s a star for you
there’s a star for you
there’s a star for you

Intro:

in summer
cool slumber
my number
is up
there’s peaches
in reaches
with leeches
at heart

Chours:
I’m fakin
and blinkin
its stingin
mine eyes

Verse:

abhorring
hes gorging
still boring
on me

its lighter
its brighter
no fighter
in I

Chorus:
its dried up
and tied up
and fried up
mine eyes

its crawling
still all in
befallen
cruel sun

If you save, your wisdom teeth

Would you burn your Christmas tree

He got dragged by a donkey, through the dirt and the myrtle

G A D (riff as above)
He was once a little fat baby

Did you lose, your ?fatty in the path?

Did you make, the city slickers laugh?

He got dragged by a donkey, through the glass and the myrtle

He was once a little fat baby

Orchestral Part (probably wrong!)

Bm Bbm D C# Em Bm F#7 F#7 F Em7 F# G

Did you burn your wisdom teeth?

Did you save your Christmas tree?

He got dragged by a donkey through the switches and the myrtle

He was once a little fat baby

Outro:

Bb A Ab G D

The pounding of your steps
Woke caves of bats

Babies on the sun
Babies on the sun

Your first burning breath
Was a symphony

And a ship full of horses
Was going down at sea

Babies on the sun
Babies on the sun

I opened my eyes and watched the sunshine

it had been out all night to relax and unwind

there will come a time gigantic waves will crush the junk that I have
saved

when the moon explodes or floats away I’ll lose the souvenirs I made

la la la

I lay down on the grass and let
the insects do their thing
she covered me with wings
and held my head and said ‘poor thing’

there will come a time gigantic waves will crush the junk that I have
saved
when the moon explodes or floats away i’ll lose the souvenirs I made
la la la