Chords for The Lamb - Part 01B - Fly on a Windshield to Cocoon - Ian Tanner

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_ Echoes of the Broadway _ [A#m]
everglades,
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [A#m] And how many _ call the goners,
[F] Still rocking in their shades. _ _
Penny Bruce, he tells the truth,
But he's not a [A#m] thief. _ _ _
So [F] McClewick [A#m] has your view,
[F] Dead buried in the sand. _ _
_ Sirens on the rooftops [A#m] wailing, _
But there's no [F] ship [G] sailing.
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The show with its movies trailing, _
Stands alone with its [Em] punchline [F] failing.
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The Plux clan serve haunts and food,
[A#m] And the pain played in the mood.
In Chile the waves are cyanide-wine,
[F] There's a smell of peach blossom and bitter almond. _
Cock Tessman sniffs the air and leads the [A#m] parade.
_ _ He knows, _ [E] innocent,
_ You [F] can bundle all you've made.
There's Howard Hughes in loose-weight shoes,
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Smiling at the majorettes smoking [C#] Winston [F] cigarettes.
_ _ _ _ _ And [A#m] as the smoking dance begins,
[C#] _ [F] The children play at home [A#] with needles.
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Wrapped up in some powder gold,
[C] I guess I'm losing touch.
_ [D] Don't tell me this is dying,
[C] Cause I ain't changed that much.
_ [F] The [G] only sound is water drops,
I wonder where the hell [A] I am.
Some kind of jail,
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_ [D] There's nothing I can _ recognize.
[C] This is nowhere that I've known. _
[D] There's no sign of life at all,
[C] I guess I am alone.
_ [F] But I [G] feel so _ secure,
Yeah, I know this [A] can't be real,
But I feel [F#m] good.
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_ _ _ _ [D] _ if I'm a prisoner,
[C] Locked in some Brooklyn jail,
_ [D] Or some sort of jail,
[C] Shut up inside the rail.
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[G] No, I'm still real,
And I'm [Dm] stuck in some [A] kind of cave.
What could have [E] saved me,
[F#m] Could [G#m] have gone [F#m] to [E] the safe.
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