Swing The Cellar Door

wait-wait-wa[G]it-
  before you [Bm]go i want you to kno[Em]w
  all that you wer[Am]e and the [D]sound that you made when you move[G]d
  before you leav[Bm]e i need you to se[Em]e
  all that you mea[Am]n, you would [D]hardly believe it[Am]
    (bass build-up on [G])

  [G]sitting in the kitchen wondering [Em]how it is i'll tell you this
  when the p[Am]hone rings, so i st[C]art right in then:
  [G]we are shells or instruments, in[Em]side there's sound that speaks to us
  if yo[Am]u listen, and i've been l[D]istening

  and i'm [G]sorry to reduce you to this us[Em]eless imagistic bullshit
  but [F]maybe that's all i've got, m[C]aybe that's all i've got
  s[G]orry to confuse you with some fo[Em]olish thing that misses truth
  but [F]maybe that's all we are, around a [C]brightly dying star

  these s[G]piralled shells so sexual, c[Em]ould out-reveal the texts
  we dwell upon[Am], or maybe no[C]t, but certainly
  [G]a sound that's free can open [Em]me and easily
  just rip my h[Am]eart out, and start me s[D]houting:

played on piano)
  [G]this is how i fe[C#m]el...[D] (r[Ebm]epeat[Em])   [Em7]        [C]           [Cm]

  i'm [G]sorry to reduce you to this u[Em]seless imagistic bullshit
  but m[F]aybe that's all i've got, m[C]aybe that's all i've got
  s[G]orry to abuse you with this ru[Em]thlessly sadistic music
  but m[F]aybe that's all i want (i'm just a r[C]eally pretentious guy)

  but wait! wait! wait! wait! wait! w[G]ait!
  before you [Bm]go, i want you to k[Em]now
  all that you w[Am]ere, and the so[D]und that you made when you mo[G]ved
  before you l[Bm]eave, i need you to s[Em]ee
                am              D (start making it funky!)
  all that you mean, you would hardly believe it
  [Am]you would hardly believe it, [D]you would hardly believe it...
  [Am]if i could just speak it, yo[D]u would hardly believe it...
  [D]you would hardly believe

piano again)
  [G]but this is how [C#m]i fee[D]l..[Ebm].    [Em]        [Em7]             [C]                [Cm]