Cm

The painted faces congregate

Bb              Cm

In the mating season

      Cm

The second homes

     Cm

They go alone

Bb             Cm

In no rush to leave 'em

                 Fm

And there's a fountain



And a scimitar

 G             Cm

Shaped yellow light

    Fm               G

That picks you up

                    Cm

And cuts you down to size



(bridge) Cm F G



Cm

The people there

Cm

And the furniture

Bb              Cm

Start to seem important

       Cm

And a whole lot more

     Cm

You catch the floor

         Bb        Cm                 Fm

With a vivid and absorbant sharpened arc

        G

Like the scimitar

Cm            Fm

Shaped yellow light

                   G

That picks you up

                     Cm (one strum) 

And cuts you down to size

                        Cm

I had questions for the tap dancer

          Cm

Sat on my lap

              Bb                      Cm  

And she had child proof caps on her answers



Stolen blower blow me a stone

     Bb                     Cm

And show me that handsome enhancer

           Fm

She had a rock on her throttle

       Fm 

And a brown glass bottle full of

G          Cm

Shavings from the sun

          Fm

Although those shoes affect your step

        G            Cm (single strum)

Don't forget, whose legs you're on



                 Fm

And there's a fountain



And a scimitar

 G             Cm

Shaped yellow light

    Fm               G 

That picks you up

                    Cm

And cuts you down to size



Cm F G x 2