Chord/Tab song: Egyptian Cowboy

[A]
[A7]Strange raves on a Detroit bridge

[A7]I was reaching for the rhythm but it's out of reach

[A7]She was talking to the Buick

[A7]She was cutting the tequila with bleach

[A7]And she said to me

There's [Dm]no such thing as an Eg[F]yptian cowboy

Your p[A]retty haircut can't h[C]elp you now, boy

Th[Dm]ere's nothing we can do for[C] you unless you're willing to ki[A7]ll

[A7]Hey, come on and kill.

(In the next part, A7 is strummed sporadically, with the spoken word parts sometimes inbetween)

[A7]I think this city could have used a woman's touch

[A7]As I'm wading through the toxic waste and such

[A7]Cuz everybody here said I won't amount to much

[A7]Everybody here said I won't amount to much

[A7]When I go from point A to point B I want thrills and

[A7]Chills and blood to spill

But there's n[Dm]ever any people on the[F] people mover -

Public tr[A]ansit equivalent of H[C]erbert Hoover

You're n[Dm]ever gonna get anyw[F]here because you're standing s[A]till

[A]Standing still!

[Eb]These songs don't w[Cm]rite themselves

I've g[Ab]ot a music workshop r[F]un by elves

Making d[Eb]ozens of records b[Cm]y the twelves

[Ab]Stocking our product on Ik[F]ea shelves

[Eb]Let me state

[Cm]My state of mind, [Ab]mind, mind

Is just fi[C#]ne.

(Again: In the next part, A7 is strummed sporadically, with the spoken word parts sometimes inbetween)

[A7]Baby, that's the sound of the years going by

[A7]You can find me on the same bar stool just waiting to die.

[A7]Three cheers to me, here's mud in your eye.

[A7]I said, "Cheers to me, here's mud in your eye"

[A7]She came to close out my tab, so I was troubled and she took a stab

[A7]And she said to me

There's [Dm]no such thing as an el[F]ectric tuba

The Det[A]roit River's not a g[Cm]ood place to scuba

The o[Dm]nly reason you're here tod[F]ay is cuz we need you to ki[A]ll

Yeah, kill!

[Eb]My songs are t[Cm]asty pies,

[Ab]Fresh oven-baked and fi[F]lled with lies

Gobbled [Eb]up by the dozen by[Cm] Neanderthal guys

[Ab]Inhaling the aroma of Ca[F]nadian lies

[Eb]Oh my, w[Cm]hy you got quit[Ab]e a lot [C#]of problems, don't you?

(Again: In the next part, A7 is strummed sporadically, with the spoken word parts sometimes inbetween)

[A7]Shake that tambourine!

[A7]Shake that shaker machine!

[A7]Shake it, low.

[A7]Shake it, high.

[A7]Shake it.

[A7]Shake it.

Outro:

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