Rich Fantasy Lives

Intro
C Em Am C F Em Dm G x2

      C          Em               
That waitress at Pete's who took 
F         G
so long to seat you,
     C           Am        
And left you to stand in the 
   Dm        G
doorway,
          C           Em        
With her stringy red hair and her 
   F             G
thousand-yard stare,
        F               G          
In her mind, she's the Princess of 
C
Norway.

       Am                          
As she takes down your order, she's
 Em
 crossing the fjord, her
       F                        
White stallion spits foam like a 
 C
madman.
     Am                          
Many Vikings have died trying to 
Em
take her as bride,
        Dm                      G
But her heart is reserved for a bad 
man.


F     G       C       Am
Rich fantasy lives.
 F                        Dm      
Somehow she survives in a world 
      G
she contrives.
F         G            C         
Inhibited husbands and frustrated
  Am
 wives
      F    G       C       Em Am 
Lead rich fantasy lives.
C F Em Dm G



      C        Em     F           G
That guy from IT ressurects your PC
Continues after the ad
       C          Em        Dm   
With a boredom he barely 
    G
suppresses.
          C         Em             
Though he rarely converses, he has 
F       G
more universes
       F          G       
In his head than you've got 
    C
addresses.



   Am                              
He wargames through weekends, leads
 Em
 armies and legions.
    F                        C
He doesn't care how well you putted.
     Am                  Em
He's browsing reality's infinite 
palette, he's
Dm                            G
Seen yours, and yours doesn't cut 
it.


F    G        C        Am
Rich fantasy lives.
   F                    Dm     
He quietly thrives in a world he 
     G
contrives.
F             G         C       
Techno-drone insects in cubicle 
Am
hives
     F     G       C
Lead rich fantasy lives.


      Am                         
We're piling up fears, but we're out
Em
 of frontiers.
     F                          
Some need to escape, but there's 
 C
nowhere.
      Am                       Em
Can't go to the Moon, at least any 
time soon,
        Dm                        
But an inner-space trip costs you no
G
 fare.
    C         Em        F         
So don't be unkind to a wandering 
G
mind,
     C       Em         Dm       
Just say it again if we missed 
    G
it.
     Am                   Em
Some whispering poem was calling us 
home
     Dm                    G
To a place we know never existed.


F     G       C          Am
Rich fantasy lives.
    F                          
Our peace-bonded knives and our 
 Dm          G
hyperspace drives.
F                 G        C    
Until that steam engine to 
      Am
Hogwarts arrives,
        Dm    G       C
We have rich fantasy lives.
Dm   G        C
Rich fantasy lives.
     F                            
Our quests and our tribes and our 
Dm      G
Babylon Fives.
F               G           C   
Until something better than this
         Am
 world arrives,
           Dm   G        C
We'll lead rich fantasy lives.
Dm    G       C
Rich fantasy lives.