The Devil And Mr Jones

    Em
He sits in the dark
                   B7
Looking into the glass
          Am
with his hand in the jar
                    B7
It's a sticky white mess.
      Em                           
He applies it and he wonders "How'd
             B7
 I ever get here?"
 Am                                
Piercing his reflection, as he 
         B7
pulls off an ear.

        Em                         
'neath a sign reading 'EXIT' by the
          B7
 backstage door
     Am                            
his fans are collected for a 
        B7
glimpse at the star.
    Em                             
He emerges and they wonder "Oh how 
      B7
can it be,
     Am                          
this angel is the monster we have 
            B7
all come to see?"


Am
In the labyrinth,
In that lab your in,
                            E
In the watery depths of hellboy
You are so renowned in the 
underground
Even dead in a tale where the 
witches dwell
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Am
Eating all you know as a Wendigo
                             E
on a board soaring out to space,
selling ice cream when, we are at 
the end, in a war between heaven and
 hell.

Am
"This is your fate, Mr. Jones, my 
dear!"
                             E
said the Devil to dear Mr. Jones
"You'll be loved by the millions and
 great at your task
but no one will see who is under the
 mask!
Am
Cover your face, Mr. Jones, my dear
                               E
It gets hot as hell under the foam
and, like me, you will be in a crowd
          Am
 yet all alone"

   Em                              
Lo sabe Guillermo Del Toro el gran 
     B7
director.
     Am                          
Tambien ubo Ortega, que lo vio en 
        B7
este senor.
 Em
Story, saw it glimmer
                             B7
and Fessenden's known it for years.
     Am
It shines from within him
through the growls and the moans and
      B7
 the tears.


 Am
In the labyrinth,
In that lab your in,
                            E
In the watery depths of hellboy
You are so renowned in the 
underground
Even dead in a tale where the 
witches dwell
Am
Eating all you know as a Wendigo
on a board soaring out to space,
E
selling ice cream when, we are at 
the end, in a war between heaven and
 hell.

 Am
"Show us your face Mr. Jones, my 
dear"
                             E
said the Angel to dear Mr. Jones.
"It's a crime to the heavens for 
even a while
to hide for a moment that beautiful 
smile!
Am
Show us your face, Mr. Jones my 
dear"
                            E
said the angel to dear Mr. Jones.
"You are loved and you know,
                   Am
you will never be alone"