A Night The The Roses

     F#       Bb      C#      B
E|--2--|--1--|--4--|--2--| 
B|--2--|--2--|--6--|--4--| 
G|--3--|--3--|--6--|--4--| 
D|--4--|--3--|--6--|--4--| 
A|--4--|--1--|--4--|--2--| 
E|--2--|--1--|--4--|--2--| 

F#                      Bb
you should see yourself
F#                         Bb
when will you grow up?
F#                      C#                  B                   F#
every knob you twist on that machine is like a crutch
F#                      Bb
but i was just the fool
F#                        Bb
you'd been waiting for
F#                       Bb
who says we can't touch ourselves
    C#             B            F#
to keep from getting bored?
C#                      B                       F#
nothing else is touching, that's for sure

B                               F#
a ring around the roses

F#                      Bb
i will watch you play
F#                       Bb
i come here every night
F#                      C#               B                      F#
it's just me the bartender the waitress and the lights
C#                   B                  F#
shining on you not getting it right
C#                      B                 F#
we clap not for you, but for your kind

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B
a ring around the roses
F#
everybody poses
B
threats and then backs down
F#
the second you put clothes on
B
a ring around the roses
F#
everybody knows it
B
i will sing your fears
F#
if you sing my neurosis

F#                          Bb
you should back out now
F#                      Bb
not a night too soon
F#                      C#                      B                       F#
i'll still be here when the last poor soul has left the room
C#                          B                      F#
standing round just like a good friend should
C#              B                       F#
smiling as if your songs were good

B
a ring around the roses
F#
everybody poses
B
threats and then backs down
F#
the second you put clothes on
B
a ring around the roses
F#
everybody knows it
B
i will sing your fears
F#
if you sing my neurosis

F#                        Bb
and i sat there for hours
F#                   Bb
waiting on the curb
F#                        C#                B                   F#
thinking you might like a flower from a pretty girl
C#                      B                        F#
a ring around the waitress from the verse
C#                 B                      F#
a ring of fire around the roses' door
C#              B                       F#
put it on before you lose your nerve
C#                      B                  F#
put your hands together and i'll hurt
C#                        B                     F#
make a sound that no one's ever heard
C#                   B                  F#
and i hope we get what we deserve.