A9 C9 C#m7 1. Don't think me unkind,A9 C9 C#m7 words are hard to find.A9 C9 C#m7 The only cheques I've left unsigned,A9 C9 C#m7 from the banks of chaos in my mind.D E And when their eloquence escapes me,D E their logic ties me up and rapes me.A9 E D De do do do, de da da da, is all I want to say to you.A9 E D De do do do, de da da da, their innocence will pull me through.A9 E D De do do do, de da da da, is all I want to say to you.A9 E D De do do do, de da da da, they're meaningless and all that's true.A9 C9 C#m7 2. Poets, priests and politicians,A9 C9 C#m7 have words to thank for their positions.A9 C9 C#m7 Words that scream for your submission,A9 C9 C#m7 and no one's jamming their transmission.D E 'Cos when their eloquence escapes you,D E their logic ties you up and rapes you. (refrão 2x)
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