Company Of Fools

[G]Bring on the C[D]lowns
 The [G]Jokers and Buff[D]oons
 I’ve had the [G]Time of my Life
 And the [D]Life of my Time
 In the [A]Company of Fo[D]ols

 [D]Many a truest word
 has been [G]spoken by the [D]Jester
 [G]Standing against the [D]tide
 Is the n[A]oblest of gestures
 [D]little pearls of wisdom
 That [G]tumble from the [Bm]light
 Can make us [G]laugh until we c[D]ry
 Because we [A]know that they are [D]right
 Wit[A]hin the strangest people
 Truth can [D]find the strangest home
 So [E]meet me in the village
 Where [A]all we idiots go (go!)

 CHORUS, followed by:

 [D]Na na [G]natineutinee, [Bm]na na [G]natineutinee
 [D]na na [G]natineutinee, [Bm]natineu[A]tnee [D]na (ho!)

 I’m wading through the quicksand
 In the gardens of the gentry
 Blooming vacuity
 Leaves mind and pockets empty
 Now,In the Social Order
 I accept the bottom rung
 until the wine is pouring
 And the Lord commands a song

 So,Meet me at the staff door
 When the posers all go home
 We’ll gather with the other Fools
 And put on a proper show (show!)

 CHORUS X2, "na na...", then Bridge:

 So [A]here’s to the Poorest Poet
 Who [D]always pens the truth
 an' the [G]Players Writers,[D]Gypsies an'
 The [A]Minstrels and their [D]tunes
 I’d rather [A]live an honest lifetime
 With [D]those with nothing to lose
 Than [G]waste a [D]night
 Knee [G]deep in [D]shite
 That’s [G]polished [D]slick
 To [G]look just [D]right
 [D]I’d rather live a lif[A]etime
 In the [A]Company of [D]Fools

|[D] [G][F

 Within the strangest people
 Truth can find the strangest home
 So meet me in the village
 where all we idiots go
 (all we idiots,all we idiots go)

Acapella)

 "Na Na..."

double time)
 to fade, with ad lib.