Left Lyrics In The Practice Room

E                              A
"Demon fiend, leave your tomb, seek 
out the Virgin womb"
B                          A
Hey Chris from Future Doom, you left
 your lyrics in the practice room.
E                               A
"Cackling hag astride the broom - 
what dread upon the spume?"
B
Hey Chris I understand your gloom
         A                         
But come on, rock up - you're from 
             E A B, E A B E
Ilfracombe.
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        A                       
Did you leave them there so that 
          E
when the band who practice 8 'til 10
    Am                             
May read them and perhaps then say 
B                               E
"we gotta meet this cat today!"
(n.c.)
Whoh-oh Black Sabbath, bam-ba-lam
Whoh-oh Black Sabbath, bam-ba-lam.
G C# G C#

    E                              
You drink too much Oranjeboom; your
 A
 jaw juts out like Mart Poom
B                       A
Dr. Desperate I presume? You left 
these in the waiting room
E                           A    
How much more can I exhume, how 
                          E A B A
much more can you consume?
(n.c.)     E                        
 A        B
Oh let the light from the lighthouse
 shine on me
        E                         
Let the light from the lighthouse 
A        B
shine on me
        E                         
Let the light from the lighthouse 
A        B    E       A B, E A B E
shine on me tonight.