Intro:  
 
 
Ebsus4    Eb     Ebm7 
 
E-                           
B-9---------8------6-6-8---8let ring 
G-8---------8------8-8-8---8 
D-8---------8------8-8-8---8 
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E- 
 
 
 
Verse:  
 
Bb 
And the first one tore a picture 
Of a dead and hanging man 
Who was kissing foreign fishes 
That flew right out of his hand 
 
F 
 
And when I put my hands aroud him 
I felt the blushing blood run through my cheeks 
 
Bb 
And an eerines surrounded me 
When his tongue began to speak  
and he said, 
 
F 
Oh boy you are so pretty 
Enough to wrap up tight in rice paper strings 
 
Bb 
And when I finally kissed him 
The whole world began to ring,  
 
F 
Lost like a bell that's tipping over 
With two cracks along both sides 
and I  
 
Bb 
knew the world was over 
So I took a look outside 
 
F 
And watched the fires that were reaching up 
to the weathervane and tops of trees 
 
Bb 
And the waiting scene and the sunday dream 
They're all waiting here for me 
 
(chord chages similar during trumpets\Chorus) 
 
Bb 
Deli markets and the flower stands 
Pretty girls and the burning men 
 
F 
Hanging out on the hooks next to window displays 
And I took out my tongue twice removed from my face 
 
Bb 
Across a bridge and across the mountains 
Threw a nickel in a fountain 
 
F 
To save my soul from all these troubled times 
And all the guts that I don't have the guts to take  
to soothe my mind so I'm  
 
Bb 
Always sober 
Always aching 
Always heading toward 
Mass suicide, occult figuirnes 
 
F 
And wasted gas station attendants 
Attending to their jobs 
 
Bb 
And a nice drive in the country 
Find a nice cliff to drop off, oh 
 
F 
And this life just gets so grating 
All the grittiness of life, but don't 
 
Bb 
Take those pills your boyfriend gave you 
You're too wonderful to die 
 
(trumpet part) 
 
Bb 
And the last one tore a picture 
From the pornographic page 
And all the pleasure points attacking 
All the looks of love were staged 
 
F 
And it's a lie that you've been given 
And it hurts you every day 
 
Bb 
So why should I lie her naked 
When it's just too far away 
from anything 
 
F 
you could call love,  
Any love worth living for 
 
Bb 
So I sleep out in the gutter 
You can sleep here on the floor 
 
F 
And when I wake up in the morning 
I'll forget to lock the door 
 
Bb 
Cause with a match that's mean and some gasoline 
You won't see me any more