D        A/C#             G             Em7
 This is my forty-fifth depressing tune
D                    A/C#                     G            Em7
 They're looking for money as they clean my artistic womb
D                A/C#                      G               Em7
 And when I give birth to the child I must take to flight
D                        A/C#                G       Em7
 'Cause the black in our pocket won't let us fight


   C      C#m7(5b)
 A proper fight
        C              
 So hey baby
         C#m7(5b)                       C                           
 Can you shed some light on the problem maybe
C#m7(5b)          C              D       G       
 'Cause we're all tired and we'd like to know


REFRÃO:
    B7        C        Cm7         G             D
 If we should pack our tents, shut down the show
      G              B7       C        Cm7      G
 Yes, we should like to see a burning bush-type sign
     C  Cm7            G
 But anything would be fine



D          A/C#                       G               Em7
 We're all told to dance but we never picked the tune
D             A/C#                      G                 Em7
 Hanging like puppets they feed us from bent steel spoons
D                      A/C#                          G             
 But we're sealing our lips for the someday when the needle
         Em7         
 And the vinyl play 
D                     A/C#             G             Em7
 All the songs of the pain, songs that explain
          

         C           C#m7(5b)             
 All our circles and strains
        C
 So hey baby
         C#m7(5b)                       C                           
 Can you shed some light on the problem maybe
C#m7(5b)          C               D       G
 'Cause we're all crying and we'd like to know


REFRÃO:
    B7        C        Cm7         G             D
 If we should pack our tents, shut down the show
      G              B7       C        Cm7      G
 Yes, we should like to see a burning bush-type sign
     C  Cm7            G
 But anything would be fine


Solo:    D   A/C#  C  B7  Em7  D  
         C#m7(5b)   C   C#m7(5b)   C  
         C#m7(5b)   C   C#m7(5b) 

           C              D       G         
 We're all dying and we'd like to know


REFRÃO:
    B7        C        Cm7         G             D
 If we should pack our tents, shut down the show
      G              B7       C        Cm7      G    D
 Yes, we should like to see a burning bush-type sign
     G              B7         C        Cm7          G             D
 And we should like to see you pack your tents, shut down your show
     G              B7       C        Cm7      G    
 And we should like to see a burning bush-type sign


     C  Cm7            G
 But anything would be fine

     C   Cm7           G         D#   D7  G#7  G   D#  D7  G#7   G
 Oh, anything would be fine