Ezra Furman - The Worm In The Apple Chords

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_ [Bb] I'm gonna sit on the big fluffy [Gm] cloud looking down at the tops of the heads of the [C] crowds moving
round and around the dark center [Eb] of town with their eyes all searching for something that [Bb] can't be found
I'm gonna laugh at the top of my [Gm] lungs till I can't quite remember just what the joke [C] was
but the laughter will fill up my body with [Eb] love which is always what I've been told
I'm supposed [Bb] to want though and I'm [Eb] gonna fly [F] on a plane [Eb] to the sky [Bb] which my mind [Eb] will devise
[F] using science [Eb] that's been [Bb] forgotten cause I'm [Eb] getting bored [F] of the town [Eb] of New York
[Bb] how the world's [Eb] been transformed into [F] a big apple [Eb] and it's gotten so [Bb] rotten
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_ _ while all the world makes money so [Gm] stoically I will be building a home out of poetry
[C] scraps of old volumes, wire and glue [Eb] will be something though feeble
it's all I can do [Bb] in the back of the room my fingers will shake [Gm] with the fury of someone with something to make
that [C] will take him so far far away from [Dm] this place that [Eb] he'll never look back at all the worms and [Bb] the snakes
and they'll [Eb] lick at my [F] heels but they [Eb] aren't even real
[Bb] I will [Eb] twirl and I will [F] wheel through the [Eb] skyway high over the [Bb] seapole and I'll [Eb] take you with [F] me
and we'll grow [Eb] old and lovely [Bb] we'll eat fine [Eb] apples from the [F] tree of knowledge [Eb] of good and [Bb] evil
_ _ _ [F] you [Eb] all know about [Bb] that
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_ _ [Bb] burning with all of the things I [Gm] must do to get free out the wasteland of wire and glue
I [C] am wandering from cage to cage at the Bronx [Eb] Zoo and I'm renaming all of the animals
I [Bb] can't just wait on my knees in the [Gm] chapel to be bitten into like the worm in the apple
I'm [C] digging for freedom, good software, a [Eb] shovel, I'm dirty
my [Bb] fingertips are needed [Eb] kids up at [F] Landis [Eb] magazines need the [Bb] mattress with their [Eb] names
in the [F] atlas of hard ways [Eb] I'm calling my [Bb] name and I'm [Eb] feeling [F] baffled
the worm [Eb] in the apple [Bb] but the cold [Eb] water tap will rain [F] down upon me [Eb] and nothing will be [Bb] the same
_ _ [F] _ [Eb] it's all gonna be different [Bb] now I know
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