Augie March - Victorias secrets

O ^Em7how my great liberal heart ^Clabours, With the ^Ampiss in my rivers and ^Dgall, ^C Before the ^Ggleaming ceremonial ^Csabres, Who ^A7falls on them falls for us ^Dall... ^C

Every ^Amnight I pick the ^Clocks On that ^Gwhite Victorian ^Cbox, Every ^Amnight I pick the ^Clocks and the gaolers say...

Some ^Em7nights when I look through her ^Cwindow, And she ^Amseems an old lover to ^Dme, ^C There ^Gpeeling off her black nylon ^Cknee highs And ^A7yielding her breast to the ^Dsea... ^C

Every ^Amnight I pick the ^Clocks On that ^Gwhite Victorian ^Cbox, Every ^Amnight I pick the ^Clocks On that ^Gwhite Victorian ^Cbox, But there's ^Fnobody home in her ^Amtelephone bones.

I've ^Em7kissed the green gem of the ^Ceast coast, drunk the ^Amtropical fizz of the ^Dnorth, ^C Played the ^Gfar flung sand castles ^Cate at by the Indian, ^A7Froze in the broken off ^Dport, ^C To my ^Gblue collar sprawl out the ^Cblue stony wall, Where the ^Amweather don't bother and the ^Dsea don't ^Crecall, Some^Gtimes it's a dead man as ^Cwide as he's tall by a ^A7blue blooded matron, and ^Dunder her ^Cshawl

Every ^Amnight I pick the ^Clocks On that ^Gwhite Victorian ^Cbox, Every ^Amnight I pick the ^Clocks On that ^Gwhite Victorian ^Cbox, I find ^Fbuttons and bones, tiny ^Amsoldiers, toy trains and ^Gmurder... ^F Every ^Amnight I pick the ^Clocks On that ^Gwhite Victorian ^Cbox, Every ^Amnight I pick the ^Clocks C-Cadd9-C-Cadd9-C-Cadd9-C-D-C--D~ and the ladies scream "Vain!!"