D
You terrify the land.

You are pestle and mortar.
    Bm
Your first love's new order:
G
Mother Nature's Son.
F#m                     Em
King Of The Everglades: Population 1.
        A                          G
I write poetry for myself! I write poetry for myself...

D    G   x4

         D  
You're a permanent figure of jacked-up sorrow.
  G     
I want you to love me. You send me a coffin of roses.
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I guess that's the way that things go
     G
These days...
    A
Take pills, for instance, I heard they're no good for you.
 G
"I won't and I never will," she said...
Em                    F#m
"I won't and I never will.    x4
G
Blue Eyes...

D    G   x4

Em                                  F#m
Oh, baby can't you see they had it in for me,
            Em                     F#m
They had it in for me, they had it in for me.
     Em                            F#m
Oh, baby can't you see they had it in for me,
         Em                 F#m
They had it in for me...
G
Blue Eyes...

D     G 

         D
I sent a message in a bottle to the press.
          D
It said, "Don't be ashamed or disgusted with yourselves.
Bm
Don't be ashamed or disgusted with yourselves.
Bm
Don't be ashamed or disgusted with yourselves.
G                                          D   A 
I've thumbed through the books on your shelves.    x4
    

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