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03 Still there be more INTRO Bb F C F C Dm F C G (A,C,D,E) I'll bathe my eyes in a river of salt F C Dm F C G (G,B,D,E) F (F,A,Bb,C,) I'll grow myself right up to the sky
CI'll sing in the forest, tBbear down the Ftrees C Bb F /A I'll foul all the fountains and trample the leaves BbI'll blacken your CChristmas aAnd piss on your dDmoor BYou'll cry out for EmmerB Emcy, but sBbtill tFhere'll be Cmore
Bb F C I'll put a blight in the orchard I'll run wild through the fields I'll waylay your daughter and kidnap your wife Savage her sexless and burn out her eyes I'll blacken your Christmas and piss on your door You'll cry out for mercy, but still there'll be more solo on Bb F C