The Incredible String Band - Lordly nightshade

^FCaptured by Hitler with Oliver Twist in t^Fhe tower Guards say: ^C"Here's pens and paper, just sit down and work for an ^Fhour" O, ^CGoodness, how can we escape? But it's not wort^Dmhwhile ^F All I can ^Cdo is smile.

Down ^Emgallons of glandular corridors of the dark ^Bmcastle The pompous old bellman is tolling one ^Gbe^Dmll

^FAt bathtime the hippies in chains they are crossing th^Fe hall Where ^CHitler is making his new film about it ^Fall We ^Cslip trough a pew and escape but I just don't ^Dmknow ^F All I can ^Cdo is grow

^DTell me ^Gmore, what ^Cthen [Verse 3] Down ^FMain Street I go on a duffel-coat hoping in^Fstead For a ^Clittle room, yawn, I'm so tired with this big bag of coal on my ^Fhead It's a ^Ctop hat I'm trying to sell or a lesson to ^Dmlearn ^F Vaguely seeking some ^Cfire to burn

While a ^Emgroup of middle-aged persons with dwarfish expr^Bmessions and tinned conversations in Sunday blessed ^Gbl^Dmue [Verse 4] ^FStanding around for a photograph, watch the cu^Fckoo Do you ^Cneed any coal? But it doesn't appear that they ^Fdo Then I ^Coffered my throat to the wolf but I just can't ^Dmdie ^F All I can ^Cdo is fly

^DTell me m^Gore, what ^Cthen [Verse 5] ^FSafe and secure in the skirts of the midsumm^Fer wood Cooking ^Csoup with stale words and fresh meanings it tastes so ^Fgood The green ^Cwolf with his bunch of red roses is slinking a^Dmway ^F All on a summer's d^Cay.