Two Heads
Jefferson AirplaneVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
You want two heads on your body
And you've got two mirrors in your hand.
Priests are made of brick with gold crosses on a stick
and your nose is too small for this land.
Inside your head is your town
inside your room your jail
inside your mouth the elephants trunk and booze
the only key to your bail
Two heads can be put together.
And you can fill both your feet with sand.
No one will know you've gutted your mind
but what will you do with your bloody hands?
Your lions are fighting with chairs,
your arms are incredibly fat;
Your women are tired of dying alive
if you've had any women at that.
Wearing your comb like an ax in your head
List'ning for signs of life;
Children are sucking on stone and lead
And chasing their hoops with a knife;
New breasts and jewels for the girl,
Keep them polished and shining;
Put a lock on her belly at night, sweet life,
For no child of mine.
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Readable chord sheet for Two Heads by Jefferson Airplane
[F#m] [F#m] You [F#m]want two heads on [C#m]your bod[E]y [F#m]And you've got two mirrors in your[E] hand. [B5] Priests are made of [A]brick with [C#m]gold crosses on a s[A]tick and your [G]nose is too s[A]mall for this [C#m]land. [F#m] [A]Inside your head is your town [A]inside your room your jail [A]inside your mouth the elephants trunk and booze [A]the only key to your [F#m]bail T[F#m]wo heads can be put [C#m]togeth[E]er. And [F#m]you can fill both your [E]feet with sand. [B5] No one will know you've [A]gutted your [C#m]mind [A] but [G]what will you [A]do with your [C#m]bloody hands? [F#m] [A]Your lions are fighting with chairs, [A]your arms are incredibly fat; [A]Your women are tired of dying alive [A]if you've had any women at [F#m]that. [F#m]Wearing your comb like an [C#m]ax in your[E] head [F#m]List'ning for s[E]igns of life; [B5] Children are sucking on s[A]tone [C#m]and l[A]ead And[G] chasing their [A]hoops with a [C#m]knife; [F#m] [A]New breasts and jewels for the girl, [A]Keep them polished and shining; [A]Put a lock on her belly at night, sweet life, [A]For no child of [F#m]mine. [C#m9] [C#m7] [C#m9] [C#m7]