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Intro
1 F#m E E D C#m
2 D D A D D A A A
Verse I
D D A D D A A (3 times)
Tonight they're closing up the world
The secret smell of cigarettes
What is that?
C# D E
Funky multi nations anthem rocking from a thousand King Kong cassettes
decks
Verse II (Same as I)
Then a shy boy from Missouri
boots blown off in 60's war
Ridding aluminum crutches
Now he knows the welfare kindness agent orange colour blindness As he
works
from door to door
Bridge I :48 use riff 3 times
The violence in the carpets the mirror of his wife
Drives the slum bum dweller
to grind his hunting knife
D D A D D A A
In homestead of cigar radio hive like bee.
The body in the ice box has no date for freeze
F#m E E D C#m
Verse III (Same as 1)
No Vocals
No Vocals (in a car jam)
No Vocals
Selling is what selling sells
but only saints of the seven avenues can sell the 7 hells
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Verse IV
Fanning out the drug afflicted
leperizing zone
Once inside
the executive . never leaves his home
With Riff (3 times)
Gorillas drag their victims hyenas try to sue
Snakes find grass in concrete, there is no city zoo
D D A D D A
By ventilation units there towers meet the streets
The ragged in stand in bags soaking heat up though their feet
F#m E E D C#m
This was the only kindness it was accidental too
(in a car Jam)
Verse VI
It was accidental too
No Vocal (in a car jam)
Verse VII
No vocal first three lines
Now shaking single engine planes
Traffic fink stereo from Cuba
buzzed the holy zealot mass
Riff
Drowned that missa luba
Drowned that missa luba
Drowned that missa luba
Drowned that missa luba
I thought I saw Lauren Bacall
I thought I saw Lauren Bacall
I swear, Hey fellas, Lauren Bacall
F#m E E D C#m
In a car jam,
Back to D D A D D A A
Yeah I don't believe in a car jam
Ah yeah positively absolutely in a car jam
