Chords: 
 
Part 1 
 
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I do my best to sleep through the caterwaul 
 
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The classicists, the posturing avant-garde 
 
C 
I bought a grey macaw, named him Jules Verne 
 
D 
He'll probably outlive me he's a bright bird 
 
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Keeps me company I teach him new words 
 
I saw a hologram at the theme park 
She looked as real as me through the white fog 
Then she melted down to her ankles 
Turned into a million-watt candle 
If I knew where she went I would follow 
 
Part 2 
 
G 
Walking through the land of tomorrow 
 
D 
Martian trinkets, plastic Apollos 
 
G 
In the sunshine try to act normal 
 
C 
My veins are full of flat cherry-cola 
 
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Slept on a bench by the rollercoaster 
 
Part 3 
 
D                        C            G 
Dreamt I was riding on a motorbike 
 
D                     C            G            D 
Lion of Judah painted on the side 
 
Part 1 
 
I'm doing fine, I'm back in the palisades 
Life's a wash, a pastoral school play 
China shops and cold ivory towers 
I and I make toasts to the Caesars 
Forcing down the dregs of Decembers 
 
Madeline she spins in a slow bang 
All through the house the strong smell of burnt sage 
Let's make it clean and run out the spirits 
I know a diving bell when I hear it 
We're going down now under the surface 
 
Part 2 
 
Light to dark can shift in an instant 
Feeling close but keeping my distance 
On all fours she's just so insistent 
Fills my mind with jump ropes and slit wrists 
Bust through the Firewall into heaven 
 
Part 3 
 
Then I'm standing in that blinding light 
Crooked crosses falling from the sky 
 
Part 4 
 
G 
Seen yeah seen by I and I 
 
C 
Seen yeah seen by I and I 
 
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