D A Bm A G A Gee, but it's hard when one lowers one's guard to the vulturesD A Bm A G A Now me I regard it's a torturous hardship that smoldersBm G A Like a peppermint eaten awayBm G A Will I fight, will I swagger or sway?D A Bm A G A Hee hee, my lady, she cries like a baby to scoldersD A Bm See her tumbling downA G A Tumbling downD A Bm A G A Hail to the monkey, we're having a funky reunionD A Bm A G A Wasted and sunk, he can only have Sunday communionBm G A He got nicotine stains in his eyesBm G A He got nothing to protect but his prideD A Bm A G A Oh! smother the kiss or be drownded in blissful confusionD A Bm See it tumbling downA G A Tumbling down
Tumbling Down
The Venus In Furs
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