C                 Em
Does it feel like religion
        Bb              F
Does it crush your old ideas?
C               Em
Well fold me in paper
Bb                  F
I've got some here
C               Em
And show me the warrant
    Bb            F
To which I will attest
C           Em           Bb              F
Put me in handcuffs I'll give it a rest

    C                   Em
The light through he windows
      Bb              F
Casts doubt on the mermaids
         C            Em           Bb   F