Augie March - The third drink

^FThe third man is a film revered And a ^Eminvery well regarded scent The ^Dminthird eye is a heavy heavy brow On a ^CHindu cow in a worship tent But the ^Aminthird drink Is a prick in the uni^Eminverse Anchor and bal^Gloon Fierce flame and a ^Ccold spoon A Guarded ^Eminmoment At the change of ^Fguards ^FWhich ushers in the imp, and the whispers, and the weeping ^Eminbards (singing Two Minutes to ^EMidnight)

^FAnd asks of the senses derange Be un^Eminbound and Ripple and be above all ^Dminstrange Unserious now, do ^Cfrolic

The ^Aminthird drink is chaperone To the ^Eminflood Who, once asked to ^Gdance Gives more whim than ^Cany fool

The third man ^Eminsuffers not Over time it ^Fonly grows its plot

The ^Eminthird drink gets me into troubles ^EA ^Flot

^FOoh^Eminh A Lo^Dmint... (^Clis^Eten^F to the song) F Emin Dmin C

^AminOh the third drink Is a prick in the uni^Eminverse Anchor and bal^Gloon And the wire in bet^Cween on fire with a dying tune We're gonna blitz it ^Eminall, leaving only a ^Fblack tawdry mark The third drink is a light, leads me into the ^Emindark