Psychedelic Odin Chords by Julian Cope

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_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
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Yeah.
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Cm] My mother bore me [Gm] in the northern void.
[Ebm] And I am white but [Bbm] oh my heart is black.
[Cm] Black as the devils [Gm] and a soul to avoid.
[Ebm] The southern death [Bb] cults broke me on their rack.
[Cm] My mother taught me [Gm] kneeling at her hearth.
[Eb] _
Protected inside [Bb] from each stormy day.
[Cm] She took me on her [Gm] lap straight from my bath.
[Eb] And pointing to [Bb] the east began to say.
[F] Look at the rising sun [Cm] that God does live.
[Eb] And gives his light [Bb] and gives his heat away.
[F] Look at the rising sun [Cm] that God does live.
[Eb] And gives his light [Bb] and gives his heat away.
[F] Flowers, trees, [Cm] beasts, people [Eb] receive.
[Bb] Comfort [F] in the morning, [Eb] receive. _
[Bb] Comfort [F] in the morning, [Eb] receive. _
[Bb] Comfort [F] in the morning, joy [Cm] at noonday.
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_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Cm] My father cursed me [Gm] and pursues me still.
[Ebm] He forced me [Bb] northwards quite against my will.
_ [Cm] Up to these outlands, [Gm] to this icy place.
[Eb] _
Creation's rebels [Bb] move at quite a pace.
[Cm] We turned against him [Gm] and created law.
_ [Eb] _
Created temples [Bb] when we shifted his [Cm] stones.
Into great circles [Gm] we resisted his will.
[Eb] _
Became as he was [Bb] at our summits on the hill.
[F] Look to the setting sun.
[Cm] Now God does die [Eb] and dies as our wings.
[Bb] So our own power grows.
[F] Let's not fear the dark, its [Cm] temperature's a foolish stare.
[Eb] There's safety in the night [Bb] from his all-obedience glare.
[F] Flowers, trees, [Cm] beasts, people [Eb] receive.
[Bb] Peace [F] until morning, _ [Eb] receive. _
[Bb] Peace [F] until morning, _ [Eb] receive. _
[Bb] Peace [F] until morning, till it all [Cm] starts again.
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_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Cm] Up here in this far [Gm] northern world we bake the religious [Eb] kind.
We journey afleck, we show [Bb] respect to the pious in the papal [Cm] robe.
From up here in our northern [Gm] world we scan the entire globe.
[Eb] To weed out every sexist [Bb] and each vile homophobe.
[F] Look to the hunting moon.
[Cm] In constant, ever-changing.
[Eb] Valley around that gathers [Bb] ground in covenant exchanging.
[F] Look to the dying rays of [Cm] all our yesterdays.
_ [Eb] In heartache and in doubt we [Bb] struggle onwards without grace.
[F] Flowers, trees, [Cm] beasts, people [Eb] receive.
[Bb] Peace until [F] morning, _ [Eb] receive. _
[Bb] Peace until [F] morning, _ [Eb] receive. _
[Bb] Peace until [F] morning, till it all [Cm] starts again.
_ _ [Ab] _ Till it all [Am] starts again.
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I _ stood [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ on the estrus between the locks when the thought came into my [Am] head.
Yeh-huu, the past, it called me here when I could have been there.
Then the [A] river nixes below me from their watery depths did yell.
Oh please would you kill all the gods for us, Father Odin?
Do it well.
[Am] Don't send them back to the deserts for they only will come back again.
And every time the gods return more land from us they'll gain.
They have no place in Anglia, even less in Scandinavia.
Fight even the Catholics of Ireland have no true need of a savior.
Have no true need of a savior.
Have no true need of a savior. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ I [E] stood at the stone [F] and made my vow to undertake [E] this [G] task.
For Mother [A] Earth and all her kin I'll do just as you ask.
[D] Then the [G] matriarch of the Nixie clan [Eb] swam forward to explain [Em] her fears.
[Am] A silver haired old grandmother of fourteen hundred [D] and sixty years.
We [Am] beseech you to dispatch them [G] and their foul homo-social ain.
[D] For us Robert Graves will one day assert the true [Em] fiend rules in God's name.
[A]
The true fiend rules in God's name.
[E] The true fiend [Am] rules in God's name!
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