C5 I caught the bus in Chinatown E5 F5 And slept the whole way up I-95 A5 D5 The driver, cut and weaved so crazy, just his luck kept him alive and I G5 C5 guess I believe his rhythm on that morning after New Year's Eve C5 And I remember Shanghai E5 F5 How I wasn't sure just what was safe to eat A5 D5 The chickens pecked and wandered at the barefeet of the children hawking G5 figurines of workers smiling C5 What's the Chinese word for cheese? C5 Watched a sidewalk butcher E5 F5 A5 His instinctive understanding made the carcass snap and clarify beneath his D5 G5 nimble hand that held the knife so long, so many times, the handles' changed C5 to shapes just like his fingers and his palms C5 E5 And I, I am a broken glass F5 Shards upon the floor A5 Won't hold nothing anymore C5 E5 And I, I am a broken glass F5 Shards upon the floor A5 Won't hold nothing anymore C5 Anymore C5 It's 2AM in Tokyo E5 F5 A5 And still too soon to call back to the people who will soon begin the day I D5 G5 polished off and I will walk a mile amidst the neon lights that advertise C5 but I don't know just what they sell C5 I tell the taxi driver E5 To the park, a higher tone F5 A5 And his gloves his pristine white just like the girls I used to know would D5 wear to dance their first cotillion G5 C5 Every single one of them named Jennifer C5 I clutched at the Saint Christopher E5 F5 A5 I picked up at some country abbey long ago when I believed he'd keep me safe D5 G5 and make me happy but it seems the luck he brings is not the common currency C5 a penny in Japan C5 E5 And I, I am a broken glass F5 Shards upon the floor A5 Won't hold nothing anymore C5 E5 And I, I am a broken glass F5 Shards upon the floor A5 Won't hold nothing anymore C5 E5 And I, I am a broken glass F5 Shards upon the floor A5 Won't hold nothing anymore C5 Anymore
