Panic Beach

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[Verse 1]
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Well the dog act got drunk again 
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last night
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And the King and Queen of the 
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waltz clog team had another fight
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King was careless with his tango 
grip
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Nearly lost his Queen in a dip
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Yeah, she righted herself, 
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straightened out her slip
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and kicked him in the shin

[Verse 2]
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Miss Billy Begonia thinks she's 
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hit the big time
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She wants a thick red rug from the 
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dressing room door
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To the frontline of the footlights
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She's got a sky blue swandown powder
 puff
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and a corset to keep her spirts up
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Yeah, she don't sweat, she sours and
 melts
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Like ice cream in the sun
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She'll be out of a job at the end of
 this
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Three week run

[Chorus]
D           A                     
We're havin fun out here, on Panic
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 Beach
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All the Vaudeville bums are here, 
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out on Panic Beach
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I hear them talk about the Palace
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But its so far out of reach
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So I'll do my time
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Then say goodbye to Panic Beach
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                      A   A/B   
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
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[Verse 3]
A                     Asus4      
The visionary theatric strikes a 
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juggler's seesaw tune
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and the dying swan pirouettes and 
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fawns
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by the light of the street lamp moon
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When my trunk is filled with taffeta
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Those big time hacks won't laugh at 
us
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Well, my taps are made of silver
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I can make the kiddies thrill for 
just one buck and wing
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Yeah, I will nail them to my heel 
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and the Panic choir sings

[Chorus]
D           A                     
Here comes a lucky little thing to
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 Panic Beach
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yeah, you know we got to teach him 
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how to sing while we're stuck on 
Panic Beach
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Ah, the way ya hear em say it
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Doesn't seem so out of reach
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So I'll do my time
             E             A      
Then say goodbye to Panic Beach
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                      A   A/B   
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
A/C#    D


[Instrumental]
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[Verse 4]
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Well the landlord gets a free show, 
every Saturday at six
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Sometimes on Sunday all dependin' 
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on whatever kind of mood he's in
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I keep his glass filled up with 
sherry
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And sing him all his favorite songs
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If a tear comes to his eye, he may 
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let
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A month go by before he takes away 
my key
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Oh, that sherry, starts to taste 
real good to me

[Chorus]
D           A                     
Hey mama, mama, mama, look at me 
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on Panic Beach
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I may be hungry but my rent is 
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free up on Panic Beach
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yeah, I can almost see the Palace
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No longer out of reach
D              A
So I'll do my time
             E             A      
Then say goodbye to Panic Beach
A/B   A/C#   D

                      A   A/B   
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
A/C#    D