Tailpipe Blues

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
E                       A        
- Grey monoliths reach out into 
             E      A
the starless night
E                       
- Strip malls, bungalows, 
               A
developers' wet dream
                    E            
Spreads out like a virus from the 
  A
city
E                             A
- Hurry up, you move to slow, no 
one's got
                   E
The time to wait upon you
               A
You've got no money
E
- What do you want, what do you need
            A
And more importantly
                           E
What do you think you can get?
               A
You've got no money


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[Chorus]
              D                 
O there's a place, where there's 
  B
gold
          A                      
Like the conquistador slaughtered 
  E
for
             B                     
And there's rubies, hanging from 
    A
the trees
                     E
Laying down on the ground
            B          A          
And there's emeralds scattered all
   E
 around


[Interlude]
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(see intro above)


[Verse 2]
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- Tell me more, tell me more
             A                     
Who do you think, who do you think 
     E     A
you are?
E
- Some kind of prophet or some kind 
of a priest
              A
Well you can wrap your lips around 
the
                E    A
Tailpipe of my car
E                              A
- Sometimes when I'm down, I close 
my eyes
                 E     A
I don't hear a sound
E                                 
- And I remember the places and 
   A
the people
                 E     A
I want to see again


[Chorus]
                D                
And there's a place where there's 
  B
gold
          A                     E
Like the conquistador murdered for
             B                     
And there's rubies hanging from the
   A
 trees
                     E
Laying down on the ground
            B          A          
And there's emeralds scattered all
   E
 around


[Otro]
         B                        A
And the snow comes, and covers it up
            E
Without a sound
         B             A
Yes the snow covers it up
            E
Without a sound