Chords for Elvis Costello - God's Comic Live 1989

_ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ [B] _ _ [Em] _ _ [F#] _ [G] _ _
[G#] _ [A] _ _ [C] _ [B] _ [Em] _ _
[B] I wish you'd [Em] known me when I [B] was alive.
[G] _ [F#] [Em] I was a [C] funny _ [D] fella.
_ [A] _ The [B] crowd would hoot [C] and holler [B] for more.
_ [Am] _ [B] I wore a drunk's [C] red nose for [B] applause.
[G] _
[Em] Oh yes, [C] I was a comical [D]
priest.
[G] With a [F#m] joke for [Em] the flock, [C] and a hand up [D] your [Em] fleece.
Drool at [B] the drink, and the [Em] lipstick [D] and grease [G] paint.
_ [D]
[Em] Down the cobbler, in front of [D] my [C] dirty dog collar.
_ [G] _ _ _ [A] _
_ [Am] Now [Em] I'm dead, now [B] I'm dead, now [Em] I'm dead, now [D] I'm dead.
[G] I'm [D] going [Em] _ on [C] to [G] meet my [D] reward.
[Em] I was scared, I [B] was scared, [Em] I was scared, I [D] was [G] scared.
He [Em] might have _ [D] never heard [C] _ God's coming.
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [D#] _ _
_ [E] _ [B] So there he was [Em] on a _ [B] waterbed.
[G] _ _ [Em] Drinking a cola of [C] a [D] mystery [Em] brand.
[A] _
[B] Reading an [C] airport _ _ [B] _
novelette.
[Am] _ [B] Listening to [Em] Andrew [C] Lloyd [G] [B] Webber's _ [Em] _ Requiem.
_ [G] _
_ _ [Em] He said before it had really [D] begun.
[G] I prefer [D] [Em] the one [C] about my [D] son.
[Em] I've been wading [B] through all of this [Em] _ unbelievable [D] junk [G] yet.
Wondering [Em] if I should [C] have given [D] the world [C] to the monkeys.
_ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [D#] _ [F#] Now [Em] I'm dead, now [B] I'm dead, [Em] now I'm dead, now I'm [D] dead.
[G] You're all going [Em] on [C] to meet your [D] reward.
[Em] Are you scared, are you [B] scared, [Em] are you scared, [D] are you [G] scared?
[Em] You might [C] have never [D] heard _
[C] God's coming.
_ [G] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ [G] _ [C] _ _ I'm [D] gonna make a little [C] trip _ down Black [D] _ Dias' endless [G] _ shores.
They say that travel broadens the mind.
If you can't [B] get your head [E] out of _ doors. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ [Em] _ _
[D#] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [G] _ _
[A] _ _ _ [C] _ [B] _ [Em] _ _
[B] I'm sitting [G] here [Em] on the top [B] of a hoover.
[G] _ _ [D] [Em] I hang around in [C] the darkest [D] night.
_ [A] _ _ [B] Until each [C] beast has gone to [B] [A] bed. _
And [B] then I say, [C] God [B] bless, but [G] I have no [C#] light. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Em] While you lie in the dark, [C] afraid to [D] breathe.
[G] And you're begging, you [E] _ [Em] promise, [C] and you bargain, and you [D] plead.
_ [G] _ [Em] Sometimes you confuse [G] me [C]
with [D] Santa [G] Claus.
_ [F#m] [Em] It's the big white [C] beard, [D] I suppose.
I'm [Em] going up to [B] the pole, where [Em] you folks die [D] of cold.
_ [G] _ [Em] I might [C] be gone for a [D] while, if [C] you need me.
[G] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[F#] Now [Em] I'm dead, now [B] I'm dead, now [Em] I'm dead, now [D] I'm [G] dead.
And you're all going [Em] _ on to meet your [D] reward.
[Em] Are you scared, [B] are you [Em] scared, are you scared, [D] are you [G] scared?
[F#m] You [Em]
[G] might have [C] _ never [D] heard _
[G] [C] God's coming. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _