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VERSE 1
BRIDGE II
A tearful gaze turns away
Eroding cold and grey
Scented eunuchs clothe our wretchedness
VERSE 3
AIt's so A6easAy to Dlaugh at yourD6selDf
AAnd all thoA6se Ajokes have aDlready been wD6ritDten
ASeems liA6ke AanothDer vain attemD6pt D
ATo let yA6ourAself Dfall out of tD6he Doven
CHORUS
EHoly mE9ountaEins
They lD9ook so tired
And Eit's a pE9erfeEct day to Dlock yourself insAide
VERSE 2
AWho you A6fooAlin' Dif the fools D6areD right
AIt's theA6 saAme thDing but it's D6almDost as different
AHard to A6telAl wheDn it pacifiesD6 yoDur mind
ALeaves yA6ou AstranDded with a brD6okeDn engine
CHORUS
ELazy dE9eserEt
Looks D9so mangled
Let Eme dE9rownE in a convalDescent bAliss
BRIDGE
E
GGet up fBmrom your Dbed of rAest
GBeen a lBmong time sDince you've lAived
F#But the static in your mGind
Leaves you Ahollow and unkF#ind
With a sGhock electric Dwave turns you Aon.
VERSE 3
AYou've been fA6lunAked oDut of the devD6ilsD house
ADelinA6queAnt hygDienes are so abD6rasDive
ASome distA6ortAion that'Ds never bD6eenD known
AOn the tA6reaAdmillD you'll be runninD6' fDorever
CHORUS
EHoly mE9ountaEins
They lD9ook so tired
And Eit's a pE9erfeEct day to Dlock yourself insAide
ABegoEne
ABegoEne
A G# G F# F A
*Diamond Bullocks*
INTRO
Eb Db B A G F E
VERSE 1
Blooking back at some dead world that looks so new
Aboffices and fountains that they named for you
BDazzlements of accidents rejoice their doom
AbHari-karis spinnin' round the golden looms
VERSE 2
Bgirl you dream infections from a nauseous heart
Abchoice cut meats from derelict boulevards
BRIDGE I
B A G E
B A E G D F
C B
N.C.
Hear that lonesome whistle blow No direction to be known In a senile reveryBLooking back at some dead world that looks so new
AbOffices and fountains that they named for you
BSo ungrateful to the who's and what's-his-face
AbTerrorist confections look so out of place
OUTRO
E
Glooking Fback at sCome dead wF#morld that lBooks so nEew
Glooking Fback at sCome dead wF#morld that lBooks so nEew
Glooking Fback at sCome dead wF#morld that lBooks so nEew
Glooking Fback at sCome dead wF#morld that lBooks so nEew
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