Intro (0:00)
[B]
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Verse (0:18)
[B]You'll be sorry when the sun has roasted you to
[B]Lobster red, nothing said
[B]When yellow has turned green to brown, divide by four
[B]Multiply by nine, describe your divisions, anatomical derision
Chorus (0:40)
[B]Lobster head and lobster feet
[G] On arr[A]iving with a third language
[G] Tucked int[A]o your brief case, n[B]ext to your toothbrush
[G]Along with a [A]copy of the 'Nouvel Observateur'
Riff (0:54)
[B] [E] [B]
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Verse (0:59)
W[B]hile your sons and daughters who regist[E]ered naught
U[B]nder intensive electronic scanning
Y[B]ou regard your body with re[E]gard to events
W[B]ith which nothing planned
Chorus (1:11)
[B]Never lacked a sense of theater
[G] On re[A]turning with the tab you've gained
[G] A head of[A] world service, the [B]best of your culture
An e[G]vening of fun in the [A]metropolis of your d[B]ream
Outro (1:24)
An e[G]vening of fun in the [A]metropolis of your d[B]ream
(x8 and fade out)
[B]
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Verse (0:18)
[B]You'll be sorry when the sun has roasted you to
[B]Lobster red, nothing said
[B]When yellow has turned green to brown, divide by four
[B]Multiply by nine, describe your divisions, anatomical derision
Chorus (0:40)
[B]Lobster head and lobster feet
[G] On arr[A]iving with a third language
[G] Tucked int[A]o your brief case, n[B]ext to your toothbrush
[G]Along with a [A]copy of the 'Nouvel Observateur'
Riff (0:54)
[B] [E] [B]
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b-----------|---------------|
g-----------|--------4-4-4--|
d--------2--|--------4-4-4--|
a--2-4---2--|--2-4---2-2-2--|
e--------0--|---------------|
Verse (0:59)
W[B]hile your sons and daughters who regist[E]ered naught
U[B]nder intensive electronic scanning
Y[B]ou regard your body with re[E]gard to events
W[B]ith which nothing planned
Chorus (1:11)
[B]Never lacked a sense of theater
[G] On re[A]turning with the tab you've gained
[G] A head of[A] world service, the [B]best of your culture
An e[G]vening of fun in the [A]metropolis of your d[B]ream
Outro (1:24)
An e[G]vening of fun in the [A]metropolis of your d[B]ream
(x8 and fade out)