E: 022100
D: xx0232
C#m: x46654
F#m *: x44675
F#m: 244222
"Let's sing another song, boys, this one has grown old and bitter..."
Intro: AAEAAsus4A
Ah his fingernails, I see they're broken
DAAsus4A
His ships, they're all on fire
Bm
The moneylender's lovely little daughter
AAsus4A
Ah, she's eaten, she's eaten with desire
C#mF#m *
She spies him through the glasses
C#mDAAsus4A
From the pawnshops of her wicked father
C#mF#m *
She hails him with a microphone
C#mDAAsus4A
That some poor singer, just like me, had to leave her
BmAAsus4A
She tempts him with a clarinet
F#mE
She waves a Nazi dagger
AEAAsus4A
She finds him lying in a heap
EAAsus4A
She wants to be his woman
D
He says, "Yes, I just might go to sleep
AAsus4A
But kindly leave, leave the future, leave it open."
Bm
He stands where it is steep
AAsus4A
Oh I guess he thinks that he's the very first one
C#mF#m *
His hand upon his leather belt now
C#mDAAsus4A
Like it was the wheel of some big ocean liner
C#mF#m *
And she will learn to touch herself so well
C#mDAAsus4A
As all the sails burn down like paper
BmAAsus4A
And he has lit the chain
F#mE
Of his famous cigarillo
AEAAsus4A
Ah, they'll never, they'll never ever reach the moon
EAAsus4A
At least not the one that we're after
Bm
It's floating broken on the open sea, look out there, my friends
A
And it carries no survivors
C#mF#m *
But let's leave these lovers wondering
C#mDAAsus4A
Why they cannot have each other
C#mF#m *
And let's sing another song, boys
C#mDAAsus4A
This one has grown old and bitter
Bm
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
A
La, la, la, la, la, la,...
Bm
La, la, la...
A
La...
Bm
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