Azul Y Gerbera - The snowscape paperweight girl

You had your ^Fbody pierced in ^CNaples Found your ^Fpatron saints in ^CRome Your ^FBuddha, brought back from ^CBangkok ^FHides your runic ^Cstones

And your ^Fstar of David, a-^Ccrucified In a ^Fpendant you made from ^Gbones Your ^FHindi music's on the ^Chifi And your ^EMuslim is on the ^Amphone ^G In this ^Fplace you ^Gnow call ^Fhome ^{G F G}

Still, you ^Ftake your clothes off ^Cslowly To ^Fstoned messiah's ^Ctones Your ^Fmirror ball ^Cretro-flits Across your ^Fbolstered bed-sit ^Cwall

And you ^Fpray for all life can ^Cbring you It's like you're ^Fpraying for us ^Gall Your ^Ftarot spoke of a ^Cstranger Your ^EI-Ching of a girl un^Amknown ^G In this ^Fplace you ^Gnow call ^Fhome ^G (you now call ^Amhome) ^G

And you ^Ambleed for the blade life will ^Fgive ya But still you ^Amwant to swallow ^Fwhole The ^Amstoned messiahs ^Fprophesise It's like a ^Chot-wire to your ^Fsoul Like your bible that's holding your ^Clife up Or a ^Ewindow to your ^Amworld ^G As the ^Fcamera pans out from a ^Claptop We'll ^Ewatch your world grow ^Amsmall As ^Fsnowflakes swirl in a ^Gticker-tape snowscape^F Fade out on a ^Gpaperweight - and a golden ^Fgirl

Turning ^Fsoul cards with ^CRetsina Which you ^Fpour like sacred ^Cscrolls Kneeling ^Fnaked at your ^Caltar Your ^Fpatchwork quilt en^Cfolds ya

And it's a ^FHindi music on the ^Chifi And a ^FSufi on the ^Gphone The ^Fdance becoming your re^Cality I think it's ^Etime that I was ^Amgoing ^G From this ^Fplace you ^Gnow call ^Fhome

Don't hang ^Amup, don't hang up, don't hang^G up Don't hang up, don't hang ^Fup, don't hang up G F G C F C F C