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Version 1[Intro] (Talking, followed by barre F chord, Bb) (counts in) Ebsus4 Eb Ebsus2 Eb E|---------------------------------------| B|-9---------8------6-6-8---8--let ring--| G|-8---------8------8-8-8---8------------| D|-8---------8------8-8-8---8------------| A|---------------------------------------| E|---------------------------------------| [Verse 1] Bb And the first one tore a picture Of a dead and hanging man Who was kissing foreign fishes That flew right out of his hand F And when I put my hands around him I felt the blushing blood run through my cheeks Bb And an eeriness surrounded me When his tongue began to speak and he said, F Oh boy you are so pretty Enough to wrap up tight in rice paper strings Bb And when I finally kissed him The whole world began to ring, F Lost like a bell that's tipping over With two cracks along both sides and I Bb knew the world was over So I took a look outside F And watched the fires that were reaching up to the weathervane and tops of trees Bb And the waiting scene and the sunday dream They're all waiting here for me (chord changes similar during trumpets\chorus) [Verse 2] Bb Deli markets and the flower stands Pretty girls and the burning men F Hanging out on the hooks next to window displays And I took out my tongue twice removed from my face Bb Across a bridge and across the mountains Threw a nickel in a fountain F To save my soul from all these troubled times And all the drugs that I don't have the guts to take to soothe my mind so I'm Bb Always sober Always aching Always heading toward Mass suicide, occult figurines F And wasted gas station attendants Attending to their jobs Bb And a nice drive in the country Find a nice cliff to drop off, oh F And this life just gets so grating All the grittiness of life, but don't Bb Take those pills your boyfriend gave you You're too wonderful to die [Verse 3] (trombone part) Bb And the last one tore a picture From the pornographic page And all the pleasure points attacking All the looks of love were staged F And it's a lie that you've been given And it hurts you every day Bb So why should I lay here naked When it's just too far away from anything F we could call love, Any love worth living for Bb So I'll sleep out in the gutter You can sleep here on the floor F And when I wake up in the morning I'll forget to lock the door Bb Cause with a match that's mean and some gasoline You won't see me any more