Felice Brothers : Misc

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The rain in Maine is made of novacane

Cm

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In the Florida Keys, it's made of Antifreeze

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Em

Bm

In Maryland it's made of heroine

Cm

D

In Minnesota it's made of baking soda

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Em

Bm

Every tooth in Duluth is Baby Ruth proof

Cm

D

Every roof is as white as a twenty watt light

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The doll of St. Paul at the aerosol ball

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D

She's such a special girl, she's been around the world

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She made her home in an air conditioned dome

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D

She's such a precious thing, she's dancing to the king

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Em

Bm

Move your feet to the beat I'm back on Lucky Street

Cm

D

Well I'm on a lucky streak on Lucky Street

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Em

Bm

Come sit on my lap in a Phrygian cap

Cm

D

I've been looking for a mix of sex and politics

G

Em

Bm

Well the cat ate the rat and the beast ate the cat

Cm

D

And the boy ate the beast and the beast made him fat

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Em

Bm

And he sat in a puddle and paddled with a spoon

Cm

D

And bloated like a bubble and floated to the moon

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The doll of St. Paul at the aerosol ball

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D

She's such a special girl, she's been around the world

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She made her home in an air conditioned dome

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She's such a precious thing, she's dancing to the king |

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Well her makeup and wigs are made of squealing pigs

Cm

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And her hands and her arms are made by Pepperidge Farms

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Em

Bm

And her face and her neck are made by Sinopec

Cm

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And the lines on her palms are made by Viacom

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Em

Bm

And her dreams and her thoughts are made by Microsoft

Cm

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She's the doll of St. Paul

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The doll of St. Paul at the aerosol ball

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She's such a special girl she's been all around the world

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She made her grave in an air conditioned cave

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She's such a special girl, she's been around the world, dancing with the king |

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Get the boys turn on the show Get the cameras set to go Go tell the host he's on in five It's the day of the big surprise Oh the waves will rise and crash And they'll pound your ship of glass And the boy in the crow's nest will cry "It's the day of the big surprise" See how the harbour lights do burn See the wheel of fortune turn It'll turn so fast the gears will bind On the day of the big surprise Your jazzy band has lost its swing Revolution's lost its ring When all your love has been a lie It's the day of the big surprise You got his letters in your purse It's got me wondering which is worse The day I fell into your eyes Or the day of the big surprise Grab your shovel, let's get to it There's no one way of how to do it And there will be no woes or sad goodbyes On the day of the big surprise

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Drink some colored drink

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Fall in love and run

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Lost my shoes I think

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So my running's done

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They say the world I see

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Will get the best of me

Bm

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G

But I got what I need

D

Had a girl one time But she up and left me Sometimes I wonder why I guess she didn't like me They say the world of love Will get the best of us But I got what I need Against an old oak tree The river by my side Ain't got no money Sleep in my car at night But I don't mind No it don't bother me 'Cause I got what I need

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E7

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B

C#m

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Well, I died in Penn station tonight, oh Lord

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E7

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C#m

B

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Well, I died in Penn station tonight, oh Lord

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B

E

In Penn station tonight

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B

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With a toothbrush and a comb

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B

C#m

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Five dollars and a dead cell phone, oh Lord

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No photo ID

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C#m

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No past to torture me, oh Lord

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No past to torture me Well, I died in Penn station tonight, oh Lord Well, I died in Penn station tonight, oh Lord In Penn station tonight Oh, how sweetly I do sleep On the bathroom tile where the porters sweep With a nickel in my hand Like the star of Bethlehem, oh Lord Like the star of Bethlehem And I know on track number seven There's a train to take me to heaven, Lord But a faster train's coming near Got the devil engineers, oh Lord Got the devil engineers Well, I died in Penn station tonight, oh Lord Well, I died in Penn station tonight, oh Lord In the Penn station tonight And I know on track number seven There's a train to take me to heaven, Lord But a faster train's coming near Got the devil engineers, oh Lord Got the devil engineers

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I had a dog named Archibald

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The biggest dog in town

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Him and this other dog named Bobby

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They let a schoolgirl drown

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F

Plunder, plunder, rain and thunder

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Lightning split my brain asunder I saw my girl at the roller rink Lip-locked with Henry Fink He did a graceful spin in the air He looked just like Fred Astaire Plunder, plunder, rain and thunder Lightning split my brain asunder When I was a boy I wanted a shiny knife And I wanted Betty to be my wife Send for my fiddle, send for my dog I'm going to live in a hollow log Plunder, plunder, rain and thunder Lightning split my brain asunder They say that only 80 men Own more than half the world I had a dream that they spread it around I ended up in the mental ward Plunder, plunder, rain and thunder Greed will split the soul asunder Every time I try to organise I turn around and my captain dies They got machines that make machines And those machines make more machines Plunder, plunder, rain and thunder Lightning split my brain asunder Farewell to gravity Farewell to pageantry Farewell to savagery And to you your majesty Plunder, plunder, rain and thunder Greed will split the world asunder Plunder, plunder, rain and thunder Lightning split my brain asunder

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Capo:

II

Em

I just got in from town

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The news is all around

D

C

G

Push had come to shove down at Madam Plum's The ice is about to break And the pigs are on the take And they're marching to the beat of madam's drums The barber he's all smiles He's from the British isles But his razor's sharp as hell and he knows it well He's driving to the docks From an office in the Bronx He could make your life a living hell Run, chicken, run Don't you lose your step The cat got out of the bag, you better keep your sense Breathe, chicken, breathe Don't you lose your breath Chickens don't get no life after death Down on Baker Street That's where the women get down and and really move their feet To the Line Dance, the Cotton-Eyed Joe, Virginia Rag and the Zydeco But the girl I came to see She runs down Baker Street With a pipe bomb in the long and windy snow She's a very sensitive lady She's always at the breaking point She's always on her guard She's the fairest of them all She loves her Aderol She's kicking out the windows of your car Run, chicken, run Don't you lose your step The cat got out of the bag, you better keep your sense Breathe, chicken, breathe Don't you lose your breath Chickens don't get no life after death Madeline's mother is all in a panic 'Cause her husband's mad and he's a bad mechanic And he's always sad and manic depressive and the clothes he wears are torn Let the brass band play Let them soothe your blues away Let the fiddle serenade you, find a shady place to lay Run, chicken, run Don't you lose your step The cat got out of the bag, you better keep your sense Breathe, chicken, breathe Don't you loose your breath Chickens don't get no life after death

Capo:

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C

White legs, white hands, white limousine Why you goin' so fast, Cincinnati Queen?

Em

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D

Could I love you in a bathroom stall? Could I love you, at the Union hall? White legs, White noise, white country blues Black helicopter on the news Could you meet me, at your agency? Could you jail me for petty vagrancy

Bm

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What a lovely lady! What a lovely Limousine! White legs, white laws, white wedding gown Just a little red to paint the town Could you meet me at the ghetto gates Where the ghouls and the grifters wait

Bm

What a lovely lady! What a lovely Limousine!

Instrumental verse

What a lovely lady! What a lovely Limousine!

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Felice Brothers : Misc

Aerosol Ball

The Big Surprise

Got What I Need

Penn Station

Plunder

Run, Chicken, Run

White Limo