Chords for Phil Ochs - The Party (live) 1973

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The fire-breathing rebels _ _
[Bb] arrive at the [F] party early. _
Their khaki coats [Bb] are [F] hung in the [C] closet near the fur. _ _ _
_ [Bb] Asking handouts [C] from the ladies [F] while they criticize [Dm] the lord.
_ [Bb] _ _ Boasting [G] of the murder [F] of the very hands [Dm] poor. _
[Bb] But the victims learn [G] to kick, _ [F] for at least they are [Dm] not bored.
[Gm] And my shoulders had to [C] [G] shrug as [Gm] I crawled beneath [G] the rug and retuned [F] my piano. _ _ _ _
_ The hostess is enormous.
[Bb] She fills the room [F] with perfume.
_ She meets the guests and smothers them [C] with greetings. _ _
_ [Bb] And she asks, [C] how _ are you?
[F] And she offers [Dm] them a drink.
_ _ [Bb] The countess [C] of the social [F] grace who never [Dm] seems to blame. _
[Bb] And she promises [G] to talk to you [F] if you promise not [Dm] to think.
[G] And my _ shoulders had to shrug as I [Gm] crawled beneath [C] the rug and [F] retuned my piano. _ _ _ _
_ The beauty of the hour _ [Bb] is _ blazing [F] in the press. _
She surrounds herself [Bb] with [F] those who [C] would _ surrender. _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ Floating [C] in her flattery [F] she's a trophy [Dm]-prized caress.
_ [Bb] _ _ Protected by [C] a pretty face [F] sometimes cursed, [Dm] sometimes blessed.
[Bb] And she's staring down [C] their desires [F] while they're staring [Dm] down her dress.
[G] And my _ [Gm] shoulders [C] had to shrug [G] as I crawled beneath the rug and retuned [F] my piano. _ _ _ _
It's travel to the table. _
[Bb] The _ hostess [F] search for supper. _
And they pass each other _ down [G] salt and pepper. _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] And the _ [C] conversation sparkles [F] as their wits are dipped [Dm] in wine.
_ [Bb] _ _ Dinosaurs [C] on a diet.
On [F] each other they [Dm] will dine.
Then [Bb] they pick their [C] teeth and they squelch a [F] belt saying, darling you [Dm] tasted divine. _
[G] And my shoulders had to shrug as I crawled beneath the rug and retuned [F] my piano. _ _ _ _
_ _ Romeo is reeling. _
_ [Bb] Counting [F] notches on his thigh bone.
_ _ Searching for one hundred _ [C] and eleven. _ _ _ _
[Bb] And he's charming [C] as a child as [F] he leads them to [Dm] his web. _
_ [Bb] _ Seducing queens [C] and gypsy girls [F] in the boudoir [Dm] of his bed.
[Bb] Then he wraps [C] himself in a _ tablecloth [F] and pretends he is [Dm] a bed.
[Gm] And my shoulders [C] had to shrug [G] as I crawled beneath the [C] rug and [Gm] retuned my [F] piano.
_ _ _ _ Ah, the party must be over. _ _ _
[Bb] Even the losers [F] are leaving. _
But just one doubt is nagging at [C] my caustic mind. _ _ _
[Bb] So I snuck up [C] close behind me [F] and I gave [Dm] myself a kiss.
[Bb] And I led myself [C] to the mirror [F] to expose what [Dm] I had made.
[Bb] There I saw a [C] laughing maniac [F] who was writing songs [Dm] like this.
[G] And my shoulders [C] had to shrug [G] as I [Gm] crawled [C] beneath the rug and [F] retuned my piano.
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