C5            F5                C5
Shore to shore got some land between
  C5                    F5                        C5 
Island life is living through a cup of broken queens
               D5                                   F5         
hit the jackpot rolling through a pipe dream in a knot
  A5                              F5                    C5  
and I'm missing what was pissing up the wall that I forgot
     G5 
I forgot
      F5 
I forgot


A5 - G5 - C5 - F5 - A5 - G5 - C5

C5            F5                C5
I am the masked rider, give me some grace
C5            F5                C5
You've never seen me and you don't know my face
               D5                                   F5         
She was no [Incomprehensible] it was cold, it was blue
 A5            F5                   C5  
And it only happened despite me or you
G5          F5   
Me or you, me or you


C5            F5                C5
Smoking paper to the crimson flashing bars
C5            F5                C5
Drinking cocktail wine or cottage cream and passing strangers' cars
               D5                                F5         
Live in one room housing with a roof to meet the sky
  A5                              F5                    C5  
Spelling Jesus won't you please us 'cos you seem a damn nice guy
G5              F5 
Damn nice guy, damn nice guy



C5            F5                C5
We listened to passengers stamping old songs
C5            F5                C5
And we lose what's to lose when you haven't done wrong
 D5                           F5         
Drums too slow for a funeral beat
  A5                              F5                    C5  
No strumming of strings and no stamping of feet
G5             F5 
Of feet, of feet


C5            F5                C5
It's awfully considerate of you to think of me
C5            F5                C5
And it's not so hard to see you smoking fags and drinking tea
 D5                                         F5  
It's the crummy lost at seasick with a floating on the waves
  A5                              F5                    C5  
To join the other flotsam with the ripped up queens and knaves
G5                      F5 
Queens and knaves, queens and knaves



C5            F5                C5
There lies a lady, she's gone and she's gone
C5            F5                C5
She'll be a fine lady before too long
 D5                           F5  
But I hit her head and she finished her walking
  A5                     F5                    C5  
She shouldn't be dead, she was too busy talking
G5             F5 
Busy talking, busy talking


C5            F5                C5
They can fill a cup or two and still disturb the peace
C5            F5                C5
It's never made it all the way from shore to shore, from west to east
 D5                           F5  
I read that independence was a lightness in your step
  A5                              F5                    C5  
You walked away, I felt so heavy at the start of every day
G5             F5 
Every day, every day


C5            F5                C5
I've been waiting an hour and the bus hasn't come
C5            F5                C5
I've been cursing my God for the lack of the sun
 D5                           F5  
I've been ruined by destiny, lowered by fate
  A5                    F5                    C5  
And the upshot of this is I'm going to be late
G5             F5 
To be late, to be late
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