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Capo 3 

G         C        F         C 
Everyones creeping up to the money god 
G       C                  F               G 
Putting tongues where they did’nt ought to be 
G           C         F     C 
On stepping stones of human hearts and souls 
G        C       F           G 
Into the land of nothing for free 
C        G   Em            Am 
Well the way that we’re living 
C      G    Em        Am 
Is all take and no giving 
C       G       Em         Am 
There’s nothing to believe in 
    F       Em         Am       G         F 
The loudest mouth will hail the new found way 

To be king for a day 

G         C       F         C 
Everyones licking up to the new king pin 
G         C       F         G 
Trying to get way up with a smile 
G             C              F         C 
Sing for your supper boy and jump to a finger click 
G        C      F         G 
Ain’t my way of living in style 

C         G      Em      Am 
cause the ladder gets longer 
C     G      Em        Am 
And ambition gets stronger 
C      G       Em     Am 
I cant satisfy the hunger 
     F       Em       Am      G      F 
That bad old moon has got you in its sway 

To be king for a day 
C D       
C                                          E                          C 
You’re only here once so you got to get it right (no time to fuss and fight) 
C                                              E             
Cause life dont mean much if measured out with someone else's plight 

C         G   Em           Am 
cause the way that were living 
C      G        Em    Am 
Is all take and no giving 
C       G       Em         Am 
There’s nothing to believe in 
        F   Em         Am       G         F 
The loudest mouth will hail the new found way 

To be king for a day.

C                                            Bb 
I have learned there's a magical spot at the hop 
C                                            Bb 
Come with me to the church on the corner the hop 
C                                               Bb 
There's nuts and there’s crisps and ccc cola on tap 
C                                            Bb 
A good time had by the boys and girls at the hop 
F                   C 
Tell me what do you say 
F                   G 
Tell me what do you say 
C      G6          F             G 
Life begins at the hop, boys and girls 
C                                                Bb 
Prepare yourself for the boys in the band at the hop 
C                                                        Bb 
The cheap guitars, they’re too young for the bars at the hop 
C                                               Bb 
We'll jive around, make fools of ourselves then stop 
C                                          Bb 
Back next week with another ridiculous tie knot 
F                   C 
Tell me what do you say 
F                   G 
Tell me what do you say 
C      G6          F             G 
Life begins at the hop, boys and girls

Bm7/F#                    E 
Drowning here in summer’s cauldron 
Bm7/F#               E 
Under mats of flower lava  
A                    Esus4                   E 
Please don't pull me out this is how I would want to go  
Bm7/F#                   E 
Breathing in the boiling butter  
Bm7/F#                   E 
Fruit of sweating golden inca  
A                    Esus4                  E 
Please don't heed my shout I'm relax in the undertow  
B                   E 
When Miss Moon lays down  
B                  E 
And Sir Sun stands up  
B                     A 
Me I'm found floating round and round  
       G# 
Like a bug in brandy  
        A       
In this big bronze cup  
A                         E 
Drowning here in summer’s cauldron 
Bm7/F#                       E 
Trees are dancing drunk with nectar  
Bm7/F#               E 
Grass is waving underwater  
A                    Esus4                   E 
Please don't pull me out this is how I would want to go  
Bm7/F#                 E 
Insect bomber Buddhist droning  
Bm7/F#                   E 
Copper chord of August's organ  
A                    Esus4                  E 
Please don't heed my shout I'm relax in the undertow  
B                   E 
When Miss Moon lays down (in her hilltop bed) 
B                  E 
And Sir Sun stands up (raise his regal head)  
B                     A  
Me I'm found floating round and round  
       G# 
Like a bug in brandy  
        A 
In this big bronze cup  
 Bm7/F#                   E                          
Drowning here in summer’s cauldron………

D6  x20202 


Bm        D6        G           A 
Happy I'm floating around on my feet now 
    Bm         D6        G           A 
You make me go dizzy I'm weak at the knees 
D6              G             D        Em 
I feel like I'm walking round ten feet tall 
D6              G             D        Em 
I feel like I'm walking round ten feet tall 

Bm               D6          G    A 
Well you say I'm faking and I say don't worry 
Bm             D6             G                A  
The way that I bubble there's something in the make yes I 
D6              G             D        Em  
I feel like I'm walking round ten feet tall 
D6              G             D        Em  
I feel like I'm walking round ten feet tall 
F    C       G            F   C 
Right,   the chemistry is right 
G                        F    C 
This boy has reached his height 
F 
The feeling just goes on and on and on and on 
From strength to strength 
                 C F Bb 
I'm ten feet long

{Notes: The 'C D' in the verse is played on the track by sliding the 
 C chord up to 3rd fret and back, arpeggiating(?), while the bass line 
 dances around to wonderful effect. I just strum the chords. I also 
 tend to play a lot of the chords with the two little fingers at 3rd 
 fret, except for the D, e.g. 
 
     G       Asus4    C        Am7       
 ----3-------3--------3--------3-------- 
 ----3-------3--------3--------3-------- 
 ----0-------2--------0--------0-------- 
 ----0-------2--------2--------2-------- 
 ----2-------0--------3--------0-------- 
 ----3-------0--------0--------0-------- 
 
 This generally makes it easier to shift between chords, and makes 
 things a bit more interesting than playing them straight, although 
 it's not always appropriate -- in the bridge for instance} 
 
 
C  D  C  D 
 
C          D         C    D    C  D  C  D 
Never been near a university 
 
C            D          C          D    C  D  C  D 
Never took a paper or a learned degree 
 
G                                 Asus4 
Some of your friends think that's stupid of me, 
 
         C                    D 
But it's nothing that I care about, 
 
       C          D               G             Am7 
Well I don't know how to tell the weight of the sun, 
 
        C    D           G      Am7 
And all mathematics well I just shun, 
 
      G                   E                Am       D 
And I may be the mayor of simpleton, but I know one thing, 
 
             C    D    C   D 
And that's I love you 
 
           C           D            C/E           D/F# 
When their logic grows cold and all thinking gets done, 
 
          C/G         D/A         D              G   C   G  G 
You'll be warm in the arms of the mayor of simpleton 
 
C  D  C  D 
 
I can't have been there when brains were handed round 
(Please be upstanding for the mayor of simpleton) 
Or get past the covers of your books profound 
(Please be upstanding for the mayor of simpleton) 
Some of your friends think it's really unsound 
That you're even seen talking to me 
 
Well I don't know how to write a big hit song, 
And all mathematics well I want none, 
And I may be the mayor of simpleton, but I know one thing, 
And that's I love you 
 
        Bm                       Em                        
I'm not proud of the fact that I never learned much,  
 
     G 
Just feel I should say, 
 
         Bm                         Em      
What you get is all real, I can't put on an act,  
 
         C                 D 
it takes brains to do that anyway (and anyway) 
 
Well I don't know how to puzzle problems and puns 
And a home computer has me on the run 
And I may be the mayor of simpleton, but I know one thing, 
And that's I love you (I love you) 
 
If depth of feeling is a currency  
(Please be upstanding for the mayor of simpleton) 
Then I'm the man who grew the money tree 
(No chain of office and no hope of getting one) 
Some of your friends are to brainy to see 
That they're paupers and that's how they'll all stay 
 
Well I don't know how many needles make up a ton 
Of all the Nobel prizes that I never one, 
And I may be the mayor of simpleton, but I know one thing, 
And that's I love you 
 
           C           D            C/E           D/F# 
When their logic grows cold and all thinking gets done, 
 
          C/G         D/A         D              G   C   G  G 
You'll be warm in the arms of the mayor of simpleton 
You'll be warm in the arms of the mayor of simpleton 
 
          C                       D7sus4/A  
You'll be warm in the arms of the mayor