INTRO C G A E Fmaj7 C C G A E Fmaj7 C VERSE 1 C G A E F C Lazy flies all hovering above C G A E F C The magistrate, he puts on his gloves D7 G And he looks to the clouds F C All pink and disheveled B7 C There must be some blueprints, G F# Some creed of the devil CHORUS F C Inscribed in our minds Am D A hideous game F Am Vanishes in thin air Am D The vanity of slaves F Am Who wants to be there? E F To sweep the debris F C To harness dead-horses D G To ride in the sun F C A life of confessions E F Ab Written in the dust VERSE 2 C G A E F C Out in the mangroves the mynah birds cry C G A E F C In the shadows of Sulfur the trawlers drift by D7 C They're chewing dried meat F C From the house of disrepute B7 C The dust of opiates G F# And syphilis patients CHORUS F C On brochure vacations Am D Fear has a glare F Am That traps you like searchlights Am D The puritans stare F Am Their souls are fluorescent E F The skin of a robot F C Vibrates with pleasure D G Matrons and gigolos F C Carouse in the parlor E F Their hand-grenade eyes Ab Invalid and blind BRIDGE C G A E F C G A E F C D7 C F C B7 C G F# CHORUS Am D A hideous game F Am Vanishes in thin air Am D The vanity of slaves F Am Who wants to be there? E F To sweep the debris F C To harness dead-horses D G To ride in the sun F C A life of confessions E F Ab Written in the dust OUTRO C G A E F C La la la la la la la C G A E F C La la la la la la la D7 C F C La la la la la la la B7 C G F# La la la la la la la