Lazy Flies
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
lazy flies all hovering above
the magistrate, he puts on his gloves
and he looks to the clouds
all pink and disheveled
there must be some blueprints,
some creed of the devil
inscribed in our minds
a hideous game
vanishes in thin air
the vanity of slaves
who wants to be there?
to sweep the debris
to harness dead-horses
to ride in the sun
a life of confessions
written in the dust
out in the mangroves the mynah birds cry
in the shadows of sulphur the trawlers drift by
they're chewing dried meat house of disrepute
the dust of opiates and syphilis patients
on brochure vacations
fear has a glare that traps you
like searchlights
the puritans stare
their souls are fluoresecent
the skin of a robot
vibrates with pleasure
matrons and gigolos
carouse in the parlor
their hand-grenade eyes
invalid and blind
a hideous game
vanishes in thin air
the vanity of slaves
who wants to be there?
to sweep the debris
to harness dead-horses
to ride in the sun
a life of confessions
written in the dust
La la la la la la la etc.
end on C
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Readable chord sheet for Lazy Flies by Beck
[C] [G] [A] [E] [Fmaj7] [C] [C] [G] [A] [E] [Fmaj7] [C] [C]la[G]zy [A]flies [E]all h[F]overing a[C]bove the m[C]ag[G]istr[A]ate, [E]he pu[F]ts on his g[C]loves and he l[D7]ooks to the cl[G]ouds all [F]pink and dish[C]eveled there m[B7]ust be some blu[C]eprints, some c[G]reed of the d[F#]evil insc[F]ribed in our m[C]inds a [Am]hideous g[D]ame [F]vanishes in [Am]thin air the [Am]vanity of sl[D]aves [F]who wants to [Am]be there? to s[E]weep the deb[F]ris to [F]harness dead-ho[C]rses to [D]ride in the s[G]un a [F]life of conf[C]essions [E]written in the d[F]ust [Ab] out in the mangroves the mynah birds cry in the shadows of sulphur the trawlers drift by they're chewing dried meat house of disrepute the dust of opiates and syphilis patients on brochure vacations fear has a glare that traps you like searchlights the puritans stare their souls are fluoresecent the skin of a robot vibrates with pleasure matrons and gigolos carouse in the parlor their hand-grenade eyes invalid and blind a hideous game vanishes in thin air the vanity of slaves who wants to be there? to sweep the debris to harness dead-horses to ride in the sun a life of confessions written in the dust La la la la la la la etc. end on C