The Wave Pictures

Little Surprise

The Wave Pictures


Tom: D

D-figure
E|---9s10--14-12-10----9s10--14-12-10----|
B|---9s10--10-10-10----9s10--10-10-10----|
G|--10s11--11-11-11---10s11--11-11-11----|
D|--11s12--12-12-12---11s12--12-12-12----|
A|---------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------|

A-Figure
E|--4s5--7--5--5--s7s5--7--5--5---------|
B|--4s5--5--7--5--s7s5--5--7--5---------|
G|--5s6--6--6--6--s8s6--6--6--6---------|
D|--6s7--7--7--7--s9s7--7--7--7---------|
A|--------------------------------------|
E|--------------------------------------|

G-Figure
E|--2s3--5--3--3--s5s3--5--3--3---------|
B|--2s3--3--5--3--s5s3--3--5--3---------|
G|--3s4--4--4--4--s6s4--4--4--4---------|
D|--4s5--5--5--5--s7s5--5--5--5---------|
A|--------------------------------------|
E|--------------------------------------|

D/A-Figure

E|---9s10--14-12-10----4s5--5-----------|
B|---9s10--10-10-10----4s5--5-----------|
G|--10s11--11-11-11----5s6--6h7r6-------|
D|--11s12--12-12-12----6s7--7-----------|
A|--------------------------------------|
E|--------------------------------------|


Intro

D-figure A-Figure G-Figure D/A-Figure


Verse
D                                  
We ate toast cut roughtly into halves
A
With sour jam in an empty bar
G                              
Large vases, filled with dead flowers
D                                  A
And carved wood mirrors to show us our faces
D                           A
Blinking out sleep, unkempt, unshaved, unsound 
            G                                               D
Round the back, slack-dressed, the chef lights a cigarette
                    A
Late for his shift again

G        A       D                          G
Who are you to tell me that I look depressed?
G            A       D                G
You wouldn't know it but I'm at my best

D
I've got a little surprise up my sleeve
Bm
I've got a little surprise up my sleeve
A                 G                  D     
I've got a little surprise up my sleeve


D-figure A-Figure G-Figure D/A-Figure

D
Shake open the pages, the yellowed slips of paper,
A
Flattened coffee stirrers, in the book on the table,
G
A ticket from the metro in Milan,
D                              A
A letter from Simon in Prospect Park, Brooklyn,
D
One cigarette paper, torn magazine cover,
A
One leaflet for Jesus and one Hare Krishna
G                      D      A
All fall out onto the table

G        A       D                          G
Who are you to tell me that I look depressed?
G            A       D                G
You wouldn't know it but I'm at my best

D
I've got a little surprise up my sleeve
Bm
I've got a little surprise up my sleeve
A                 G                  D     
I've got a little surprise up my sleeve

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