Nux Vomica
The VeilsVersion1
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What Say you Lord For the olive boys down in the house of corrections
As they try for love and any form of ascension
Am I on the right train headed in the wrong direction?
What say you Lord What say you Lord
Am I living wrong? Do you see a long road with no one on it
And the right of men that you only learnt to forget
You see my sad wife and my high margin of profit
But you don't care at all You don't care... at all
What say you Lord Now that they're breeding all our animals insane
And the remedy is growing harder to obtain
There's a white horse running wild through the switch-cane
I can hear him now And I fear him
'Til Kingdom come Caught in this frenzy of elimination
Such an irreparable disintegration
My body's twitching with a ready expectation
For Kingdom come My Kingdom!
What say you Lord Why is the truth of this so hard to unveil?
Though it's true I never knew what this would entail
From the hands of Christ to the heads of the Daily Mail
I'll see you all And I'll raise you
What say you Lord I wonder when this light is brought up for sale
With the weight of love and the grace of a Baleen Whale
Will the severed Heads of State be at all curtailed
Will they be here at all - When they're dead and gone?
What say you Lord Of the serpent-talied, forbidden fish of the harbours
And the ready-men, defiant drinkers and charmers
All lost and summoning the face of their fathers
Can see them now? I can see them
What say you all Do I believe it if I do not want it
Do I lie alone and keeps my cold hands off it
Honey, it ain't hard to lose your grip in the midst of all of this
But it ain't far to fall It's not far at all
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Readable chord sheet for Nux Vomica by The Veils
[Am] [C] [G] What Say you [Am]Lord For the olive [C]boys down in the [G]house of cor[Am]rections As they try for l[C]ove and any [G]form of a[Am]scension Am I on the r[C]ight train [G]headed in the wrong di[Am]rection? What say you [C]Lord [G]What say you Lord Am I living wrong? Do you see a long road with no one on it And the right of men that you only learnt to forget You see my sad wife and my high margin of profit But you don't care at all You don't care... at all What say you Lord Now that they're breeding all our animals insane And the remedy is growing harder to obtain There's a white horse running wild through the switch-cane I can hear him now And I fear him 'Til Kingdom come Caught in this frenzy of elimination Such an irreparable disintegration My body's twitching with a ready expectation For Kingdom come My Kingdom! What say you Lord Why is the truth of this so hard to unveil? Though it's true I never knew what this would entail From the hands of Christ to the heads of the Daily Mail I'll see you all And I'll raise you What say you Lord I wonder when this light is brought up for sale With the weight of love and the grace of a Baleen Whale Will the severed Heads of State be at all curtailed Will they be here at all - When they're dead and gone? What say you Lord Of the serpent-talied, forbidden fish of the harbours And the ready-men, defiant drinkers and charmers All lost and summoning the face of their fathers Can see them now? I can see them What say you all Do I believe it if I do not want it Do I lie alone and keeps my cold hands off it Honey, it ain't hard to lose your grip in the midst of all of this But it ain't far to fall It's not far at all