Tom: Dm
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 A
While he takes the frontal lobe and eats some more
Dm Bb
Little miss, don't sit, come join the fun!
F A
We've only got twelve hours 'til 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 Bb A
The clocks take shots as the dolls relax under the morning sky
F A F Bb
They wonder if time would still proceed if they were to die
A C# A C#
The devil's work life, suffice to say, is comedy at best
Bb F Bb F
He wonders if there will come a 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 F
Still, she takes the devil's heart and eats some more
Gm Eb
"Little miss? This isn't the deal we had!"
Bb F
Oh, did I mess it up? I guess it's 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
