Brian Eno - China my china

And the opium ^A/Ffarmers sell dreams to obscure fraternities ^GOn the horizon the curtains are ^A#closing ^A C Down in the orchard,^A/F the aunties and uncles play their games (Like it seem^As they always^F have done) ^{A F} C In the blu^A/Fe distance, the vertical offices bear their names (Like it seems^A they always^F have done) ^{A F G}Clocks ticking slowly, dividing the da^A#y up. ^{A C}These poor girls are such fun, They know what God gave them their fingers for ^A/F (to make percussi^Aon over so-^Flos) [typ^Aing percussio^Fn] C China, my China^A/F, I've wandered around and you're still here (Which I guess y^Aou should be proud^F of) ^{A F} Your wall^Cs have enclosed you,

(But there's something^A I should ^Ftell you) ^{A F G}All the young boys, they are dressing like sailor^A#s. ^{A C}I remember a man who Jumped out from a window over the bay ^A/F (There was hardly a rai^Ased ey^Febrow^A) ^{F C}The coroner told me, This kind of thing happens every day. ^{A/F G}You see, from the Pagoda, the world is so tidy. ^{A# A} done by ketty inglet