Robyn Hitchcock - This could be the day

^EThis could be the ^Bday I've ^Dwaited for all my lif^Ee And it's coming tru^De This could be the ^Bday I've ^Dwaited for all my lif^Ee And it looks like ^Byou

^BBells of fire hissing through The ^Adark and tropical night Thrown by Nubian slav^Ees ^B

^BThis could be the night I've ^Dwaited for all my fru^Empy little li^Dfe This could be the ^Bnight I ^Dcut a malignant gro^Ewth With a steel knif^Be

^BTongues of fire hissing through The ^Adark and tropical night Thrown by Nubian s^Elaves

^EThis could be the tra^Bin I've ^Dwaited for all my lif^Ee Coming 'round the be^Dnd This could be the cha^Bin that ^Dfettered me all my lif^Ee Coming to an ^Bend

I ^Dalways ^Abowed and ^Ecurtsied I ^Dheld the ^Acandle hig^Eh And I ^Dblessed your ^Avaluable ^Efeet As they went ^Bby

^BTongues of fire hissing through The ^Adark and tropical night Thrown by Nubian slave^Es