• Song:

    Deep Dark Truthful Mirror

  • Artist:

    Elvis Costello

  • Album:

    Spike

G                     Bm   
One day you're gonna have to face  
   Am                 G     G/C G  
A deep dark truthful mirror   
D   
 And it's gonna tell you things that I still   
 C                    D  
Love you too much to say   
G                    Bm   
 The sky was just a purple bruise  
Am              G    G/C G   
 The ground was iron   
D   
 And you fell all around the town   
   C                  G    
Until you looked the same  
 
[Chorus:]  
C C G              B  
     The same eyes, the same lips 
Em                  C   
 The same lie from your tongue trips    
Horns:  
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B||-----------1-||   
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A||-3-----------||   
E||-------------|| 
   
C    Am    C    C/B  Am   D/F# G    [Horns]  
Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror   
C    Am    C    C/B  Am   D/F# G 
Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror  
  
C C          G                          Bm   
   Now the flagstone streets where the newspaper shouts  
Am                      G         G/C G   
 Ring to the boots of roustabouts  
D 
 And you're never in any doubt   
         C                        D  
There's something happening somewhere  
      G                            Bm 
You chase down the road 'til your fingers bleed 
Am                G         G/C G   
 On a fiberglass tumbleweed  
D  
 You can blow around the town  
    C                      G    
But it all shuts down the same  
  
[Chorus]  
   
        Bm                     Em   
So you bay for the boy in the tigerskin trunks 
C C  G             C C      G   
   They set him up, set him up on a stool  
Bm                       Em    
He falls down, he falls down like a drunk 
C C          G                  C C G  
   And you drink till you drool   
C         Bm                G   
And it's his story you'll flatter   
C         Bm                   G   
You'll stretch him out like a saint   
C        Bm               Em  
But the canvas that he splattered 
 C                       D          C#dim    
Will be the picture that you never paint  
  
Em C G [Horns]   
   
C    Am    C    C/B  Am   D/F# G    [Horns]    
Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror  
C    Am    C    C/B  Am   D/F# G    
Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror 
   
G                         Bm   
 A stripping puppet on a liquid stick   
Am              G   
 Gets into it pretty thick   
   D   
A butterfly drinks a turtle's tears  
     C                         D  
But how do you know he really needs it   
  G                          Bm   
'Cos a butterfly feeds on a dead monkey's hand   
Am               G   
 Jesus wept, he felt abandoned  
         D    
You're spellbound, baby, there's no doubting that
                         (that's where it's at)   
        C                      D         G  
Did you ever see a stare like a Persian cat   
 
[Chorus]
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