E D A DE D A D [Verse]E B D E This could be the day I've waited for all my lifeD And it's coming trueB D E This could be the day I've waited for all my lifeB And it looks like youB Bells of fire hissing throughA The dark and tropical nightE B Thrown by Nubian slavesB D E D This could be the night I've waited for all my frumpy little lifeB D E This could be the night I cut a malignant growthB With a steel knifeB Tongues of fire hissing throughA The dark and tropical nightE Thrown by Nubian slaves [solo]BE D A DE D A D [Verse]E B D E This could be the train I've waited for all my lifeD Coming 'round the bendB D E This could be the chain that fettered me all my lifeB Coming to an endD A E I always bowed and curtsiedD A E I held the candle highD A E And I blessed your valuable feetB As they went byB Tongues of fire hissing throughA The dark and tropical nightE Thrown by Nubian slaves
This Could Be The Day
Robyn Hitchcock
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