Chords for Vivian Stanshall's Big Grunt - 11 Mustachioed Daughters

_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] God [E] is God
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Eleven _ _ _ _ _ _
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stock show daughters running in a field of fat
The moon is full, the [Ab] man drakes, [C] screams, please come to our sabbat
_ Changing children [Bb]
shiver [C] round, they'll find their [Bb] mothers' dark
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Strange [Bb] faces _ [C] that smile but never [Bb]
laugh
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_ _ _ _ [C] _ virtuous [Bb] victim, [C] sweet smoke amid [Bb] his page
[C] His hands cut [Bb] down with make-up [C] rounds, where is our [Bb] homage?
_ [C] Around his [Bb] _ _ [C] wall, figures of us [Bb] we brush
_ [C] Moonlight [Bb] things that torture him, he's [C] visible, but he can come [Bb] with us
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[Bb] Fresh _ [C] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
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_ [C]-sucked eye of a [Bb] favourite cat, [C] pulp of his wall, [Bb] white ends [C] scatter
Lapwing's [Bb] wing and lion's roar, [C] and melodion [Bb] will make your eye [C] Like
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To anoint the body [Bb] and make it [C] shine, to drink and make thyself divine
To choose [Bb] another's form and [C] make it _ [Bb] _ _ [C] Mine _
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[Cm] Shoot _ _ blasts _ _
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With blasphemy and fill the fetid air _
[C] With ancient lies and leprous cries, this night he will be there
A madness [Bb] that's the milescape [C] widest from this way [Bb] unknown
_ [C] And every [Bb] brooch's face is turning [C] to see [Bb] our country's throne [C] Ah _ [D] _ _ [C] Ah
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