Cracker - Kerosene hat
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CRACKER C G How can I fly with these old donkey wings D while the magfire [?] sings C some shiny song C G old cornface row of teeth she says sweetly to me D in the elevator Em D C Everything seems like a dream Em Life's a scream Here come old kerosene hat with his earflaps waxed a'courting his girl come clattering in here on your old cloven skates with the devilish spoon [?] Everything seems like a dream And life's a scream when you're submarine [anyone got the solo?] So don't you bother me death with your leathery ways and your old chaise lounge a wickerman's [?] fence of leathery tires and the cooks gone bad, started several fires Everything seems like a dream when your submarine Head like a stream, she says softly to me from the rattling chair bring me a steak and my old pair of crows my medicine lamp Everything seems like a dream Life's a scream [some whispered stuff I can't make out] Em C How can I fly with these old doggy wings G while the magfire [?] sings D some shiny song Em C old cornface row of teeth she says sweetly to me G D in the elevator Em D C Everything seems like a dream A Life's a scream G---0--2--4-------- D--------------2--- Here come old kerosene hat with his earflaps waxed a'courting his girl come clattering in here on your old cloven skates with the devilish spoon [?] Everything seems like a dream And life's a scream when you're submarine [anyone got the solo?] So don't you bother me death with your leathery ways and your old chaise lounge a wickerman's [?] fence of leathery tires and the cooks gone bad, started several fires Everything seems like a dream when your submarine Head like a stream, she says softly to me from the rattling chair bring me a steak and my old pair of crows my medicine lamp Everything seems like a dream Life's a scream [some whispered stuff I can't make out]
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