Bm Cm C#m A#m Four o'clock in the afternoon, and I didn't feel like very much Bm Cm C#m A#m I said to my self, "where are you, golden boy, where's your famous golden touch?" Bm Cm C#m A#m I thought you knew where all of the elephants lie down Bm Cm C#m A#m I thought you where the crownprince of all the wheels in Ivory Town Bm Bbm Am A#m Just take a look at your body now, There's nothing much to save Bm Bbm Am A#m And a bitter voice in the mirror cries "Hey, Prince, you need a shave." Bm Cm C#m Now if you can manage to get your trembling fingers to behave A#m Bm Cm C#m Why don't you try unwrapping a stainless steel razor blade? Cm Bm C#m Am C That's right, it's come to this. Yes, it's come to this Bb D G And wasn't it a long way down? Bb D G Ah wasn't it a strange way down? Bm Cm C#m A#m Ther's no hot water and the coal is running thin Bm Cm C#m A#m Well, what do you expect from the kind of places you've been living in? Bm Cm C#m A#m Don't drink from that cup, it's all caked up and cracked along the rim Bm Cm C#m A#m That's not electric light, my friend, that is your vision growing dim Bm Bbm Am A#m Cover up your face with soap, there, now you're Santa Claus Bm Bbm Am A#m And you got a gift for anyone who give you his applause Bm Cm C#m I thougt you were a racing man, ah, but you couldn't take the pace Bm Cm C#m That's a funeral in the mirror, and it's stopping at your face Cm Bm C#m Am C That's right, it's come to this. Yes' it's come to this Bb D G And wasn't it a long way down? Bb D G Ah, wasn't it a strange way down? Bm Cm C#m A#m Once there was a path and girl with chestnut hair Bm Cm C#m A#m And you passed the summer picking all of the berries that grew there Bm Cm C#m A#m There were times she was a woman, there were times she was just a child Bm Cm C#m A#m And you held her in the shadow where the raspberries grow wild Bm Bbm Am A#m And you climbed the twilight mountains, and you sang about the view Bm Bbm Am A#m And everywhere you wandered, love seemed to go along with you Bm Cm C#m That's a hard one to remember, yes, it makes you clench your fist Bm Cm C#m And the veins stand out like highways all along your wrist Cm Bm C#m Am C That's right, it's come to this. Yes' it's come to this Bb D G And wasn't it a long way down? Bb D G Ah, wasn't it a strange way down? Bm Cm C#m A#m You can still find a job, go out and talk to a friend Bm Cm C#m A#m On the back of every magazine, there are those coupons you can sand Bm Cm C#m A#m Why don't you join the Rosicrucians? They will give you back your hope Bm Cm C#m A#m You can find your love with diagrams on a plain brown envelope Bm Bbm Am A#m But you've used up all coupons, except the one that seems Bm Bbm Am A#m To be written on you wrist. along with several thousand dreams Bm Cm C#m Now Santa Claus comes forward, that's a razor in his mitt Bm Cm C#m And he puts on his dark glases, and he shows you where to hit Bm Cm C#m And then the cameras pan, the stand-in stuntman's Bb D G Dress rehearsal rag Bb D G It's just the dress rehearsal rag Bb D G You know this dress rehearsal rag Bb D G It's just the dress rehearsal rag
Enviado por: Marcos Nagel
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