Perfect Sense Part 1

[Ab]The monkey sat on a pile of stone[C#]
And he stared at the broken bone in his hand[F#]
and the strains of a Viennese quartet rang out across the land[B]

The monkey looked up at the star[F#]s

And he thought to himself

Memory is a [B]stranger History is for[E] fools

And he cleaned his hands in a pool of holy writing [A]

Turned his back on the garden and set out for the [B]nearest town
Hold on, hold on [E]soldier

When you add it all up, the tears and the marrow[A]bone

There's an ounce of gold and an ounce of pride in each [D]ledger

And the Germans kill the Jews and the Jews kill the Arabs
And the [G]Arabs kill the hostages and that is the news
[A]And is it any wonder that the monkey's confused
He said [D]Mama Mama, the President's a fool
Why do I have to keep reading these technical [G]manuals

And the joint chiefs of staff And the brokers on Wall Street said
[C]Don't make us laugh, you're a smart kid

Time is linear, Memory's a stranger
[F]History is for fools, Man is a tool in the hands of the great God Almighty
And they [G]gave him command of, a nuclear submarine
And [G]sent him back, in search of the Garden of [C]Eden