Tom: F5

Intro: F5 F5 F5 Bb5 F5 F5 F5 Bb5 C5 C5 C5 C5
 [Verses]
    F5               C5               F5          Bb5        C5
    What is it that makes me just a little bit queasy

    Times when the  day is like a   play by    Sartre

    Maybe if        I could do a    play by    playback
 F5                        C5                  F5       Bb5        C5
    There's a breeze that makes my breathing not so  easy

    When it seems a       book burning's in  perfect order   

    I could change the    test results that  I will  get back 
 Ab5                  Db5                     Eb5
    I've had my      lungs checked out with X rays

    I gave the       doctor my de           scription

    I've watched the summer evenings        pass by
 Ab5                  Db5           Eb5             F5    Db5
    I've smelled the hospital     hallways

    I've tried to    stick to my  presciptions

    I've heard the   rattle in my bronchi    

  [Chorus]
    F5       Bb5
    Someday I'll have
 F5                      C5
    a disappearing hair line
    F5       Bb5
    Someday I'll wear
 F5                     C5
    pajamas in the day time

  [Extended Chorus (play 2nd and 3d time through)]  
 Bb5         F5 
    Oh .... oh .... oh
    C5     F5
    After noons will be
    Bb5            D5
    measured out, measured out, and
    Bb5
    measured with
 C5        F5                Bb5
    coffe spoons, and T.S. Eliot