Deep dark truthful mirror, Elvis costello
From: email@example.com (Mark J. Schnitzius) Deep Dark Truthful Mirror from Spike tabbed by ah-HA! Pronoun trouble <MELINDA@delphi.com> Some of the chord shapes I've tried to graph out, and the basic chord shapes and barre chord shapes I didn't, but if you need any of them graphed out, just e-mail me. G Bm One day you're gonna have to face Am G A deep dark truthful mirror D And it's gonna tell you things that I still C D Love you too much to say G Bm The sky was just a purple bruise Am G The ground was iron D And you fell all around the town C G C Until you looked the same [chorus] G B The same eyes, the same lips Em C The same lie from your tongue trips C/B D/F# C Am C C/B Am D/F# G ----------- ----------- Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror | | | | 1 | | | | | | | | 2 2 | | | 2 | | 2 | | | | | | | | | | | | 3 | C Am C C/B Am D/F# G Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror G Bm Now the flagstone streets where the newspaper shouts Am G Ring to the boots of roustabouts D And you're never in any doubt C D There's something happening somewhere G Bm You chase down the road till your fingers bleed Am G On a fiberglass tumbleweed D You can blow around the town C G C But it all shuts down the same [chorus] Bm Em C C G (strum down) So you bay for the boy in the tigerskin trunks C C G They set him up, set him up on a stool Bm Em C C G He falls down, he falls down like a drunk C C G And you drink till you drool C Bm G And it's his story you'll flatter C Bm Em (I think I play this as G again) You'll stretch him out like a saint C Bm Em But the canvas that he splattered B/D# C D B/D# ----------- Will be the picture that you never paint | | | | | | | 2 | | 2 | | | | | | 3 | | | | | | [instrumental break] Em C G C Am C C/B Am D/F# G Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror C Am C C/B Am D/F# G Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror G Bm A stripping puppet on a liquid stick Am G Gets into it pretty thick D A butterfly drinks a turtle's tears C D But how do you know he really needs it G Bm Cos a butterfly feeds on a dead monkey's hand Am G Jesus wept, he felt abandoned D You're spellbound, baby, there's no doubting that C G C Did you ever see her stare like a Persian cat [chorus]
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