F#5 F#5


    F#5               C#5     E5
You want two heads on your body

F#5                               E5
And you've got two mirrors in your hand.

B5                    A5          C#5                A5
  Priests are made of brick with gold crosses on a stick

         G5            A5             C#5        F#5
and your nose is too small for this land.


A5
Inside your head is your town
A5
inside your room your jail
A5
inside your mouth the elephant?s trunk and booze
A5                    F#5
the only key to your bail


 F#5                 C#5   E5
Two heads can be put together.

    F#5                    E5
And you can fill both your feet with sand.

B5                        A5           C#5 
  No one will know you've gutted your mind

A5    G5             A5            C#5              F#5
 but what will you do with your bloody hands?


A5
Your lions are fighting with chairs,
A5
your arms are incredibly fat;
A5
Your women are tired of dying alive
A5                          F#5
if you've had any women at that.


F#5                       C#5       E5
Wearing your comb like an ax in your head

F#5            E5
List'ning for signs of life;
           
B5                         A5    C#5  A5
  Children are sucking on stone and lead

    G5              A5            C#5               F#5
 And chasing their hoops with a knife;



A5
New breasts and jewels for the girl,
A5
Keep them polished and shining;
A5
Put a lock on her belly at night, sweet life,
A5               F#5 
For no child of mine. 


C#5 C#5 C#5 C#5 (random gibberish)