Jerusalem On The Jukebox
Richard ThompsonVersion1
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Chords in this song
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Jerusalem on the Jukebox they talk in tongues on Coronation Street
Heaven help the Pharisee whose halo has slipped down to his feet
A thousand satellite comedians have died for your sins
Jerusalem on the jukebox, little angels, beat your wings
At poolside picnics they chant for Ferraris and furs
Their muscle-tone sharpens but their hold on reality blurs
You can have your cake and eat it, and never have to puke up a thing
Jerusalem on the jukebox, little angels, beat your wings
In the bathroom mirror they try that Joan of Arc look again
Two parts Ingrid Bergman to one part Shirley MacLaine
The wounds of time kill you but the surgeon's knife only stings
Jerusalem on the jukebox, little angels, beat your wings
In video-suburbia the blue light flickers and flames
Ecstasy and holy blackmail are the favorite games
And God has the sharpest suit and the cleanest chin
Jerusalem on the jukebox, little angels, beat your wings
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Readable chord sheet for Jerusalem On The Jukebox by Richard Thompson
J[G]erusalem on the Jukebox they ta[C/G]lk in tongues on Coronation Str[G]eet H[G]eaven help the Pharisee whose ha[C/G]lo has slipped down to his fee[G]t A[Am] thousand satellite co[C/G]medians have died for your s[G]ins J[F]erusalem on the jukebox, li[C]ttle angels, bea[D]t your wing[G]s At poolside picnics they chant for Ferraris and furs Their muscle-tone sharpens but their hold on reality blurs You can have your cake and eat it, and never have to puke up a thing Jerusalem on the jukebox, little angels, beat your wings In the bathroom mirror they try that Joan of Arc look again Two parts Ingrid Bergman to one part Shirley MacLaine The wounds of time kill you but the surgeon's knife only stings Jerusalem on the jukebox, little angels, beat your wings [G] [C/G] [G] [G] [G] [C] [G] [G] [G] [G] [C] [G] [G] In video-suburbia the blue light flickers and flames Ecstasy and holy blackmail are the favorite games And God has the sharpest suit and the cleanest chin Jerusalem on the jukebox, little angels, beat your wings