Psychomodo
Steve HarleyVersion1
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D-DU-UDU
Ive been losing my head; Ive been losing my way
Ive been losing my brain cells at a million a day
Im so disillusioned Im on Suicide Street
Ive seen everything, in every shape
Ive seen 1984 in a terrible state
Ive seen Quasimodo hanging on my gate
Oh! He was so hung-up and wasted
Oh! He was so physically devastated
He was young enough, he was well-slung enough
Ive seen my own epitaph; Ive been to heaven and back
Was introduced to St Peter, we was having a chat
I felt him losing his mind, I began to retreat
But Desdemona and me, we had a ball in a tree
She read my palm in a moment, it was shocking to me
We were so mystified, we screamed out of fear
Oh! She was so hung-up and wasted
Oh! She was so physically devastated
She was young enough, she was well-slung enough DESTROYED!
I been writing a song, you all be singin along?
Its like a mild schizophrenia, wondrin where we belong
Sling it all out the window, start all over again
Oh! Come on into my heart, come and tear me apart
Want to be claustrophobic, got a passion, Ha! Ha!
Im so confused, I wish I could die, die, die!
Steve Harley is a genius!
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Readable chord sheet for Psychomodo by Steve Harley
[G]Ive been losing my [D]head; Ive been losing my [Em]way Ive been losing my [Bm]brain cells at a million a [C]day Im so disi[D]llusioned Im on Suicide [G]Street [G]Ive seen every[D]thing, in every [Em]shape Ive seen 198[Bm]4 in a terrible [C]state Ive seen Quasi[D]modo hanging on my [G]gate [D]Oh! He was so hung-up and [C]wasted [D]Oh! He was so physically deva[C]stated He was [Bm]young enough, he was[Am] well-slung enough [Am] [Bm] [C] [D] [G]Ive seen my own epi[D]taph; Ive been to heaven and [Em]back Was introduced to St [Bm]Peter, we was having a [C]chat I felt him losing his [D]mind, I began to re[G]treat [G]But Desdemona and [D]me, we had a ball in a [Em]tree She read my palm in a m[Bm]oment, it was shocking to [C]me We were so mysti[D]fied, we screamed out of [G]fear [D]Oh! She was so hung-up and [C]wasted [D]Oh! She was so physically deva[C]stated She was [Bm]young enough, she was [Am]well-slung enough [Am] [Bm] D[C]ESTR[D]OYED! [G]I been writing a [D]song, you all be singin a[Em]long? Its like a mild schizo[Bm]phrenia, wondrin where we be[C]long Sling it all out the [D]window, start all over a[G]gain [G]Oh! Come on into my [D]heart, come and tear me a[Em]part Want to be claustro[Bm]phobic, got a passion, Ha! [C]Ha! Im so con[D]fused, I wish I could [G]die, die, die! Steve Harley is a genius!