The Shining Hour A5 C5 B5 D5 Are we still on the phone=20 A5 C5 B5 D5 With lady Anna Clarke and her trumpet solo? A5 C5 B5 D5 Whose ghost sings for pay A5 C5 B5 D5 In the blue billiard room of the Monterey A5 C5 B5 D5 For room and for board A5 C5 B5 D5 And the back door key is a 19th century civil war sword A5 C5 B5 D5 Once owned by John Booth A5 C5 B5 D5 =20 A5 And he misplaced his script when he caught his leather boot G5 F5 D5 A5 This could be the shining hour G5 F5 D5 A5 Based on all this mad belief G5 F5 D5 A5 In money oil and angel powder G5 F5 Dm=09 In the new age magazine=20 There=92s a hole in the wall Behind the photograph of Al Capone He=92s sittin=92 down at city hall The police they peek through here And they watch you get dressed in the two-way mirror But it=92s all in good spirits And if you close eyes you can=92t help, help but to hear =91em move This could be the shining hour Based on all this mad belief In the money oil and angel powder In the new age magazine I propose a toast To the memory of the horse who carried King Tut and his gold Into the sun He collapsed last summer from a heat stroke somewhere in the east=20 village, oh=20 And it kills me to think That I=92m no longer living Just looking for excuses to dink So lift up your glass And your Ouija board =91cause I=92m fading, fading, fading fast