The Next Day

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"Look into my eyes" he tells her
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"I'm gonna say goodbye" he says yeah
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"Do not cry" she begs of him goodbye yeah
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All that day she thinks of his love yeah

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They whip him through the streets and alleys there
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The gormless and the baying crowd right there
E7
They can't get enough of that doomsday song
E7
They can't get enough of it all

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Listen

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"Listen to the whores" he tells her
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He fashions paper sculptures of them
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Then drags them to the rivers bank in the cart
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Their soggy paper bodies wash ashore in the dark
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And the priest stiff in hate now demanding fun begin
             Bm7                    C#7
Of his women dressed as men for the pleasure of that priest

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Here I am
E7
Not quite dying
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My body left to rot in a hollow tree
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Its branches throwing shadows
E7
On the gallows for me
E7
And the next day
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And the next
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And another day

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E7
Ignoring the pain of their particular diseases
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They chase him through the alleys chase him down the steps
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They haul him through the mud and they chant for his death
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And drag him to the feet of the purple headed priest


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First they give you everything that you want
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Then they take back everything that you have
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They live upon their feet and they die upon their knees
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They can work with satan while they dress like the saints
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They know god exists for the devil told them so
     Bm7                                C#7
They scream my name aloud down into the well below

E7
Here I am
E7
Not quite dying
E7
My body left to rot in a hollow tree
E7
Its branches throwing shadows
E7
On the gallows for me
E7
And the next day
E7
And the next
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And another day