A Crows Trial

Dm                Bb
Guests line up to leave their moldy 
bedrooms
F                   A
In a dimly lit, moonlit motel
Dm              Bb
The turtles are dancing with 
raccoons
F                         A
A zombie joins but gets a firm "no 
thank you"

Dm              Bb
The mannequin's calling for a taxi
F                    A
With a fee of twenty-thousand yen
Dm         Bb
A familiar voice cries out to me
F                           A
A feathered creature I have never 
seen


[Pre-Chorus]
Dm       Bb
The crow offers me a smoke
F              A
He says "It'll take you for a 
joyride"
Dm         Bb
No, sir, I think I'd rather choke
F
Oh, I'll be fine
       A
You're in a web of lies


[Chorus]
          Dm                    Bb
On a busy street you'll see the city
 folk
           F            A
Run at thе mercy of the singing 
crows
          F                Bb
The ravеn ponders if he enjoys the 
gore
         F                         
While he takes the frontal lobe and
 A
 eats some more
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       Dm                    Bb
Little miss, don't sit, come join 
the fun!
           F                       
We've only got twelve hours 'til 
  A
the party's done
    Dm
Paramnesia rules this world
    Bb
So fake a smile
       F
Take a shot, some scotch
    A               Dm
And wait until your trial


[Verse]
Dm               Bb
Crows line up to greet the local 
mushrooms
F                        A
Sticking fliers on their spotted 
head
Dm              Bb
The turtles are eating the raccoons
F                       A
A zombie sits alone and cries "I 
hate you"

Dm              Bb
The mannequin's calling for a taxi
F                       A
For a crow who knows we have a deal
Dm         Bb
A familiar voice cries out to me
F                               A
A feathered creature, and he's come 
to see me


[Pre-Chorus]
Dm       Bb
The crow offers me a smoke
F              A
He says "It'll help you kill the 
third eye"
Dm          Bb
My, my, you think this is a joke?
F
I swear, it's fine!
     A
He's in a web of lies


[Bridge]
F               A                
The clocks take shots as the 
      Bb                  A
dolls relax under the morning sky
F              A             
They wonder if time would still 
      F                    Bb
proceed if they were to die

A           C#                    
The devil's work life, suffice to 
A                 C#
say, is comedy at best
Bb            F                 
He wonders if there will come a 
Bb                         F
time when he can leave the nest


[Chorus]
             Gm            Eb
In a burning town around inferno's 
court
              Gm              Eb
The crows are laughing with a glass 
of port
          Bb             F
The woman ponders if she enjoys the 
gore
           Eb                      
Still, she takes the devil's heart 
    F
and eats some more

        Gm                   Eb
"Little miss? This isn't the deal we
 had!"
          Bb                       
Oh, did I mess it up? I guess it's 
F
just too bad
    Eb
Paramnesia rules this world
   Bb
So fake a smile
       Eb
Take a shot, some scotch
     F               Gm
I'll see you at your trial