Buzz Fledderjohn
Tom WaitsVersion1
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I stood on the roof, of Stuart's old dodge
To get a better look at the Fledderjohn's lodge
Bait shop, Pistols and ammo too
Nothing but books about World War Two
Rottweiler, Doberman, Pinkerton guard
I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard
I ain't allowed, No, I ain't allowed
I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard
I seen a python swallow a doberman whole
Piranha swimming in a mixing bowl
Papers full of stabbings, The sky is full of crows
She's singing in Italian, While she's hanging out her clothes
Carp in the bathtub, And it's raining real hard
I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard
I ain't allowed, No, I ain't allowed
I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard
Well a sailor's ringing doorbells, Sinners in the pew
The weather vane is squeaking to the west
I seen the cliffs of Dover and the deepest ocean blue
The one thing in the world I can recommend to you
'Cause I ain't allowed, No, I ain't allowed
No, I ain't allowed, In Buzz Fledderjohn's yard
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Readable chord sheet for Buzz Fledderjohn by Tom Waits
[Am] [Am] e|---------------------------| B|----1-----------------1----| G|----2-----------------2----| REPEATS OVER AND OVER D|----2-----2----2------2----| A|--0----------------0-------| E|--------0----3-------------| I stood on the roof, of Stuart's old dodge To get a better look at the Fledderjohn's lodge Bait shop, Pistols and ammo too Nothing but books about World War Two Rottweiler, Doberman, Pinkerton guard I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard I ain't allowed, No, I ain't allowed I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard I seen a python swallow a doberman whole Piranha swimming in a mixing bowl Papers full of stabbings, The sky is full of crows She's singing in Italian, While she's hanging out her clothes Carp in the bathtub, And it's raining real hard I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard I ain't allowed, No, I ain't allowed I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard Well a sailor's ringing doorbells, Sinners in the pew The weather vane is squeaking to the west I seen the cliffs of Dover and the deepest ocean blue The one thing in the world I can recommend to you 'Cause I ain't allowed, No, I ain't allowed No, I ain't allowed, In Buzz Fledderjohn's yard