Murder By Death - On the dark streets below

Slow d^Amown, little g^Dmirl You've lost your w^Gay in this w^Amorld Slow d^Amown and start a^Dmgain You'll feel much b^Eetter in the ^Amend

"Ann^Amie's always been a live one," says the matroness She n^Amever cries, she never lets her sorrows get the best of her She m^Dmakes a kind of music of the buttons popping off her dress She k^Enows it's just the way it goes on the dark streets be^Amlow.

A^Amdele came from a decent town, scraped by for her first month's rent G^Amuessed with her brains she could find a job in management She s^Dmhowed promise in algebra but now her talent's spent Counting o^Ether people's dough on the dark... streets below!

So ^Dmget up kid, you're ^Amnot licked yet! I ^Enever knew a time when you wouldn't take a bet Sl^Eooooooooow ^Amdown, little ^Dmgirl You've l^Gost your way ^Amin this world Slow d^Amown and start a^Dmgain You'll f^Geel much better ^Amin the end ^AmAugust's from the old country, came over on a ship It was ^Amlike a floating oil drum, it barely made the trip She ^Dmknew that she'd been screwed as soon as she pulled up to the spit Now she k^Enows it's girls like her who compose the dark streets be^Amlow These folks got ^Enowhere left to go but the dark streets be^Amlow ^E The dark streets bel^Amow ^E The dark streets bel^Amow ^E The dark streets bel^Amow ^E The dark streets bel^Amow!