Intro: A5 A5 E5 A5 A5 A5 Ah his fingernails, I see they're broken D5 A5 A5 A5 His ships, they're all on fire B5 The moneylender's lovely little daughter A5 A5 A5 Ah, she's eaten, she's eaten with desire C#5 F#5 (iv) She spies him through the glasses C#5 D5 A5 A5 A5 From the pawnshops of her wicked father C#5 F#5 (iv) She hails him with a microphone C#5 D5 A5 A5 A5 That some poor singer, just like me, had to leave her B5 A5 A5 A5 She tempts him with a clarinet F#5 E5 She waves a Nazi dagger A5 E5 A5 A5 A5 She finds him lying in a heap E5 A5 A5 A5 She wants to be his woman D5 He says, "Yes, I just might go to sleep A5 A5 A5 But kindly leave, leave the future, leave it open." B5 He stands where it is steep A5 A5 A5 Oh I guess he thinks that he's the very first one C#5 F#5 (iv) His hand upon his leather belt now C#5 D5 A5 A5 A5 Like it was the wheel of some big ocean liner C#5 F#5 (iv) And she will learn to touch herself so well C#5 D5 A5 A5 A5 As all the sails burn down like paper B5 A5 A5 A5 And he has lit the chain F#5 E5 Of his famous cigarillo A5 E5 A5 A5 A5 Ah, they'll never, they'll never ever reach the moon E5 A5 A5 A5 At least not the one that we're after B5 It's floating broken on the open sea, look out there, my friends A5 And it carries no survivors C#5 F#5 (iv) But let's leave these lovers wondering C#5 D5 A5 A5 A5 Why they cannot have each other C#5 F#5 (iv) And let's sing another song, boys C#5 D5 A5 A5 A5 This one has grown old and bitter B5 La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la A5 La, la, la, la, la, la,... B5 La, la, la... A5 La... B5 ...