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From: schnitzi@east.isx.com (Mark J. Schnitzius)

Deep Dark Truthful Mirror
from Spike
tabbed by ah-HA! Pronoun trouble 


Some of the chord shapes I've tried to graph out, and the basic 
chord shapes and barre chord shapes I didn't, but if you need any
of them graphed out, just e-mail me.


G                    Bm
One day you're gonna have to face 


  Am                 G       
A deep dark truthful mirror


D
And it's gonna tell you things that I still


C                    D
Love you too much to say


G                  Bm
The sky was just a purple bruise


Am             G
The ground was iron


D
And you fell all around the town


C                    G    C
Until you looked the same



[chorus]

G              B
The same eyes, the same lips


Em                C
The same lie from your tongue trips

                                         C/B             D/F#
C    Am    C    C/B  Am   D/F# G      -----------     -----------
Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror  | | | | 1 |     | | | | | |
                                      | 2 2 | | |     2 | | 2 | |
                                      | | | | | |     | | | | 3 |
C    Am    C    C/B  Am   D/F# G
Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror



        G                           Bm
Now the flagstone streets where the newspaper shouts


Am                   G
Ring to the boots of roustabouts


D
And you're never in any doubt


        C                       D
There's something happening somewhere


    G                             Bm
You chase down the road till your fingers bleed


Am              G
On a fiberglass tumbleweed


D
You can blow around the town


    C                     G    C
But it all shuts down the same


[chorus]


       Bm                     Em              C C G (strum down)
So you bay for the boy in the tigerskin trunks


               C C G
They set him up, set him up on a stool


Bm                      Em               C C G
He falls down, he falls down like a drunk


                           C C G
And you drink till you drool


C        Bm               G
And it's his story you'll flatter


C      Bm                     Em  (I think I play this as G again)
You'll stretch him out like a saint


C       Bm             Em
But the canvas that he splattered

                                                   B/D#
C                        D         B/D#        -----------
Will be the picture that you never paint       | | | | | |
                                               | 2 | | 2 |
                                               | | | | | 3
                                               | | | | | |
[instrumental break] Em  C  G


C    Am    C    C/B  Am   D/F#  G
Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror


C    Am    C    C/B  Am   D/F#  G
Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror



G                       Bm
A stripping puppet on a liquid stick


Am            G
Gets into it pretty thick


D
A butterfly drinks a turtle's tears


    C                         D
But how do you know he really needs it


      G                    Bm
Cos a butterfly feeds on a dead monkey's hand


Am              G
Jesus wept, he felt abandoned


       D            
You're spellbound, baby, there's no doubting that


C                                 G         C
Did you ever see her stare like a Persian cat


[chorus]