I [C]caught the bus in Chinatown
And [Em]slept the whole way up I-9[F]5
The driver, cut and weaved so [Am]crazy, just his luck kept him al[D]ive and I
guess I believe his [G]rhythm on that morning after [C]New Year's Eve
And [C]I remember Shanghai
How I w[Em]asn't sure just what was safe to [F]eat
The chickens pecked and wandered [Am]at the barefeet of the children [D]hawking
figurines of workers [G]smiling
What's the Chinese [C]word for cheese?
[C]Watched a sidewalk butcher
His ins[Em]tinctive understanding made the [F]carcass snap and clarify ben[Am]eath his
nimble hand that held the [D]knife so long, so many times, the [G]handles' changed
to shapes just like his [C]fingers and his palms
And [C]I, I am a [Em]broken glass
[F]Shards upon the floor
[Am]Won't hold nothing anymore
And [C]I, I am a [Em]broken glass
[F]Shards upon the floor
[Am]Won't hold nothing anymore
Any[C]more
It's [C]2AM in Tokyo
And s[Em]till too soon to call back to the [F]people who will soon begin the d[Am]ay I
polished off and I will [D]walk a mile amidst the neon [G]lights that advertise
but I don't [C]know just what they sell
I [C]tell the taxi driver
To the [Em]park, a higher tone
And [F]his gloves his pristine white just like the [Am]girls I used to know would
[D]wear to dance their first cotillion
[G]Every single one of them named [C]Jennifer
I [C]clutched at the Saint Christopher
I [Em]picked up at some country abbey [F]long ago when I believed he'd [Am]keep me safe
and make me happy [D]but it seems the luck he brings is [G]not the common currency
a [C]penny in Japan
And [C]I, I am a [Em]broken glass
[F]Shards upon the floor
[Am]Won't hold nothing anymore
And [C]I, I am a [Em]broken glass
[F]Shards upon the floor
[Am]Won't hold nothing anymore
And [C]I, I am a [Em]broken glass
[F]Shards upon the floor
[Am]Won't hold nothing anymore
[C]Anymore
And [Em]slept the whole way up I-9[F]5
The driver, cut and weaved so [Am]crazy, just his luck kept him al[D]ive and I
guess I believe his [G]rhythm on that morning after [C]New Year's Eve
And [C]I remember Shanghai
How I w[Em]asn't sure just what was safe to [F]eat
The chickens pecked and wandered [Am]at the barefeet of the children [D]hawking
figurines of workers [G]smiling
What's the Chinese [C]word for cheese?
[C]Watched a sidewalk butcher
His ins[Em]tinctive understanding made the [F]carcass snap and clarify ben[Am]eath his
nimble hand that held the [D]knife so long, so many times, the [G]handles' changed
to shapes just like his [C]fingers and his palms
And [C]I, I am a [Em]broken glass
[F]Shards upon the floor
[Am]Won't hold nothing anymore
And [C]I, I am a [Em]broken glass
[F]Shards upon the floor
[Am]Won't hold nothing anymore
Any[C]more
It's [C]2AM in Tokyo
And s[Em]till too soon to call back to the [F]people who will soon begin the d[Am]ay I
polished off and I will [D]walk a mile amidst the neon [G]lights that advertise
but I don't [C]know just what they sell
I [C]tell the taxi driver
To the [Em]park, a higher tone
And [F]his gloves his pristine white just like the [Am]girls I used to know would
[D]wear to dance their first cotillion
[G]Every single one of them named [C]Jennifer
I [C]clutched at the Saint Christopher
I [Em]picked up at some country abbey [F]long ago when I believed he'd [Am]keep me safe
and make me happy [D]but it seems the luck he brings is [G]not the common currency
a [C]penny in Japan
And [C]I, I am a [Em]broken glass
[F]Shards upon the floor
[Am]Won't hold nothing anymore
And [C]I, I am a [Em]broken glass
[F]Shards upon the floor
[Am]Won't hold nothing anymore
And [C]I, I am a [Em]broken glass
[F]Shards upon the floor
[Am]Won't hold nothing anymore
[C]Anymore
