INTRO: B F#m A Dbm F# A E A E A E F#m E
VERSE:
A E
Her communique arrived with its expression of her feeling
A E
I swear I had no idea she'd been holding in conceiling
F#m Dbm
Such a storm of words unsaid
F#m Dbm
Though absurd as it appears
B
Had been blowing in her head
F#m
For twenty-seven years
A E
I knew I had to face her so I grabbed my Davey Crocket
A
Threw a scarf around my neck
E
And twenty dollars in my pocket
F#m Dbm
I found her in the same old place
F#m Dbm
Pamphlet in her fist
B
When I saw her windblown face
F#m
She said well, look at who it is
CHORUS:
B F# F#m
Meet me on the mad parade
A Dbm E B
When the midnight bells are chiming
B F# F#m Dbm B Db Dbm
We'll dress up as the harlequin and the clown
B F#m
Pile up all the blunders that we've made
A Dbm
In a tower too tall for climbing
F# A E A E A E B A E
And we'll burn the damn thing down
VERSE:
A E
In the great November light she was older still alluring
A E
Her hair grey and longer than it ever had been during
F#m Dbm
The days we loved an slept
F#m Dbm
In her bed of painted wood
B
In the little place she kept
F#m
In a crumbling neighbourhood
A
We walked along a while
E
Like we were old companions
A
But I could feel the gap between us
E
Yawning like a canian
F#m Dbm
She with her church and code
F#m Dbm
Her extravagant beliefs
B
Me a creature of the road
F#m
A child of dust and grief
CHORUS:
B F# F#m
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Meet me on the mad parade
A Dbm E B
When the midnight bells are chiming
B F# F#m Dbm B Db Dbm
We'll dress up as the harlequin and the clown
B F#m
Pile up all the blunders that we've made
A Dbm
In a tower too tall for climbing
F# A E A E A E B F#m E
And we'll burn the damn thing down
VERSE:
A E
She smoked a cigarette and blew smoke rings at the ceiling
A
Said if you're problem is long standing man
E
Then why don't you try kneeling
F#m Dbm F#m Dbm
Now your face I see you're still a sinner in the mist
B
Setting up your little will
F#m
Is king in place of His
A
I said I've heard about sin
E
Down the long wheels of ages
A
I cracked books of lies
E
With a thousand twisted pages
F#m Dbm
Then I looked her in the eye
F#m Dbm
And asked her clear and plain
B
If your religion was a lie
F#m
Then what would remain
VERSE:
A
She said I've got my beating heart
E
And I've two loving hands to heal with
A
And there's nothing in my day that
E
I ain't got the strength to deal with
F#m Dbm
I said darling I confess
F#m Dbm
The same things applies to fate
B
And as for all the rest
F#m
We agreed to disagree
CHORUS/OUTRO:
B F# F#m
Meet me on the mad parade
A Dbm E B
When the midnight bells are chiming
B F# F#m Dbm B Db Dbm
We'll dress up as the harlequin and the clown
B F#m
Pile up all the blunders that we've made
A Dbm
In a tower too tall for climbing
F# A E A E
And we'll burn the damn thing down
F# A E A E A E A A E
Yes we'll burn the damn thing down
