C Jesus hangs behind the glassF Above venetian doorsG Am G His window box boasts crimson flowers fresh cut the day beforeC And you couldn't find a smileF If you nailed it to his faceG Am G But Jesus Christ hangs his head with grace [Chorus]F And if Venice is sinkingC G I'm going underF 'Cause beauty's religionAm G C F G Am G C And its Christened me with wonder [Verse 2]C They come in bent-backedF Creeping 'cross the floor all dressed in blackG Am G Candles, thick as pillars, you can buy one off the floorC And the ceiling's painted goldF Mary's hair is redG Am G The old come here to kiss their dead [Chorus]F And if Venice is sinkingC G I'm going underF 'Cause beauty's religionAm G C F G Am G C And its Christened me with wonder [Bridge]C F G F Am G C [Verse 3]C We made love on a bedF That sagged down to the floorG Am G C In a room that had a postcard on the doorC Of Marini's Little ManF With an erection on a horseG Am G It always leaves me laughing, leaves me feeling that, of course if [Chorus]F And if Venice is sinkingC G I'm going underF 'Cause beauty's religionC G C F G Am G And it's Christened me with wonder
And If Venice Is Sinking
Spirit Of The West
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