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The Chamber of 32 Doors Genesis - The Lamb Lies Down on Broadway Cory, March 2012 (coryp23@gmail.com) | 1 2 + 3 4 5 | | F#/A# B C#m | | G#m C#m | | G#m C#m | | G#m C#m G#m | | C#m | | % | | 1 2 + 3 4 + 5 | | G#m F#/A# B F#/A# C#m | | G#m Gb/Db | Ab Ebsus/Ab At the top of the stairs, there's hundreds of people, -4--------------------------------4--------------------| -4--------------------------------4--------------------| -5--------------------------------3--------------------| -6-----------------------------------------------------| -6-----------------------------------------------------| -4--------------------------------4--------------------|
Dbmrunning around to all the doors. Dbsus2 Dbm -4-----------------------------------------------------| -5--------------------------------4------5-------------| -6--------------------------------6------6-------------| -6--------------------------------6------6-------------| -4--------------------------------4------4-------------| -------------------------------------------------------| Ab Ebsus/Ab They try to find, find themselves an audience; Dbmtheir deductions need applause. Dbsus2 Dbm
Dbm Ab/C Bdim F#/A# F#m/A Adim Ab C#sus C# -----------------------------------------------------| -9-----9-----9-----7-----7-----7----4-----7-----6----| -9-----8-----7-----6-----6-----5----5-----6-----6----| -11----10----9-----8-----7-----7----6-----6-----6----| -11----11----8-----9-----0-----0----6-----4-----4----| -9-----8-----7-----6----------------4----------------| Dbm Ab/C The rich man stands in front of me, Bdim F#/A# The poor man behind my back. F#m/A Adim They believe they can control the game,
Abbut the juggler Dbsusholds another Dbpack. --------
F#m/C# C# I need someone to believe in, someone to trust. F#m/C# C# I need someone to believe in, someone to trust.
G#mI'd rather trust a F#countryman than a C#townman, G#mYou can jF#udge by his eyes, take a look if you C#can, He'll Dbsmile through his Abguard, SuDbrvi- val trains Abhard. G#mI'd rather trust a F#man who works with his C#hands, G#mHe looks at you F#once, you know he underC#stands, Don't Dbneed any Abshield, When you're Dbout in the Abfield.
-------- | 1 2 + 3 4 5 | but down... | Ab C#m | | G#m C#m | | G#m C#m | | G#m C#m G#m | | C#m | | % | | 1 2 + 3 4 + 5 | | G#m F#/A# B F#/A# C#m | | G#m Gb/Db |
But C#mdown G#mhere, I'm so C#malone with my G#mfear, With everyC#mthing that I G#mhear. C#mAnd eG#mvery sBingle dC#moor
That I've walked through G#m F#/A# B F#/A# C#m G#m |-7----6------7---------6-----4----4-| |-4----7------7---------7-----5----4-| |-4----6------8---------6-----6----4-| |-----------------------------6----6-| |-----------------------------4----6-| |-4----6------7---------6----------4-| Brings me back, back here again, Gb/Db Ab I've got to find my own way. -------- Ab Ebsus/Ab The priest and the magician, Dbm sus2 Dbm Singing all the chants that they have ever heard; Ab Ebsus/Ab and they're all calling out my name, Dbm sus2 Dbm Even academics, searching printed word. Dbm Ab/C My father to the left of me, Bdim F#/A# My mother to the right, F#m/A Adim Like everyone else they're pointing
AbBut nowhere feels quite Dbsusright. Db --------
F#m/C# C# I need someone to believe in, someone to trust. F#m/C# C# I need someone to believe in, some one to trust.
G#mI'd rather trust a F#man who doesn't shout what he's C#found, G#mThere's no need to F#sell if you're homeward C#bound. If DbI choose a Abside, He won't Dbtake me for a Abride.
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C#mBack G#minside This chamber of C#mso many G#mdoors; I've nowhere, C#mnowhere to G#mhide. C#mI'd G#mgive you Ball of my C#mdreams
If you'd help me,
Find a dG#moor F#/A# B F#/A# C#m G#m That doesn't lead me back again Gb/Bb Ab take me away.