by Vixy & Tony (Tom Smith and Rob Balder)
Intro
C Em Am C F Em Dm G x2
That w[C]aitress at [Em]Pete's who took s[F]o long to [G]seat you,
And l[C]eft you to s[Am]tand in the d[Dm]oorway,[G]
With her s[C]tringy red h[Em]air and her t[F]housand-yard s[G]tare,
In her m[F]ind, she's the P[G]rincess of [C]Norway.
As she [Am]takes down your order, she's [Em]crossing the fjord, her
White s[F]tallion spits foam like a [C]madman.
Many [Am]Vikings have died trying to [Em]take her as bride,
But her [Dm]heart is reserved for a [G]bad man.
[F]Rich f[G]antasy l[C]ives.[Am]
S[F]omehow she survives in a [Dm]world she cont[G]rives.
[F]Inhibited [G]husbands and [C]frustrated w[Am]ives
Lead r[F]ich f[G]antasy l[C]ives.[Em][Am][C][F][Em][Dm][G]
That g[C]uy from I[Em]T ressu[F]rects your P[G]C
With a [C]boredom he [Em]barely sup[Dm]presses.[G]
Though he [C]rarely con[Em]verses, he has [F]more uni[G]verses
In his [F]head than y[G]ou've got ad[C]dresses.
He [Am]wargames through weekends, leads [Em]armies and legions.
He d[F]oesn't care how well you [C]putted.
He's [Am]browsing reality's i[Em]nfinite palette, he's
[Dm]Seen yours, and yours doesn't [G]cut it.
[F]Rich [G]fantasy l[C]ives.[Am]
He [F]quietly thrives in a [Dm]world he con[G]trives.
[F]Techno-drone i[G]nsects in [C]cubicle [Am]hives
Lead [F]rich f[G]antasy l[C]ives.
We're [Am]piling up fears, but we're [Em]out of frontiers.
Some [F]need to escape, but there's [C]nowhere.
Can't [Am]go to the Moon, at least [Em]any time soon,
But an i[Dm]nner-space trip costs you [G]no fare.
So d[C]on't be un[Em]kind to a [F]wandering [G]mind,
Just [C]say it a[Em]gain if we [Dm]missed it.[G]
Some [Am]whispering poem was c[Em]alling us home
To a [Dm]place we know never ex[G]isted.
[F]Rich f[G]antasy l[C]ives.[Am]
Our [F]peace-bonded knives and our [Dm]hyperspace d[G]rives.
[F]Until that steam e[G]ngine to [C]Hogwarts ar[Am]rives,
We have [Dm]rich f[G]antasy l[C]ives.
[Dm]Rich [G]fantasy l[C]ives.
Our q[F]uests and our tribes and our [Dm]Babylon [G]Fives.
[F]Until something [G]better than [C]this world ar[Am]rives,
We'll lead [Dm]rich [G]fantasy l[C]ives.
[Dm]Rich f[G]antasy l[C]ives.
This is my first tab, so please be gentle with me :-) Any suggestions, corrections
and other annoying stuff send to zeljuganjivac@yahoo.com
Thanks.
Intro
C Em Am C F Em Dm G x2
That w[C]aitress at [Em]Pete's who took s[F]o long to [G]seat you,
And l[C]eft you to s[Am]tand in the d[Dm]oorway,[G]
With her s[C]tringy red h[Em]air and her t[F]housand-yard s[G]tare,
In her m[F]ind, she's the P[G]rincess of [C]Norway.
As she [Am]takes down your order, she's [Em]crossing the fjord, her
White s[F]tallion spits foam like a [C]madman.
Many [Am]Vikings have died trying to [Em]take her as bride,
But her [Dm]heart is reserved for a [G]bad man.
[F]Rich f[G]antasy l[C]ives.[Am]
S[F]omehow she survives in a [Dm]world she cont[G]rives.
[F]Inhibited [G]husbands and [C]frustrated w[Am]ives
Lead r[F]ich f[G]antasy l[C]ives.[Em][Am][C][F][Em][Dm][G]
That g[C]uy from I[Em]T ressu[F]rects your P[G]C
With a [C]boredom he [Em]barely sup[Dm]presses.[G]
Though he [C]rarely con[Em]verses, he has [F]more uni[G]verses
In his [F]head than y[G]ou've got ad[C]dresses.
He [Am]wargames through weekends, leads [Em]armies and legions.
He d[F]oesn't care how well you [C]putted.
He's [Am]browsing reality's i[Em]nfinite palette, he's
[Dm]Seen yours, and yours doesn't [G]cut it.
[F]Rich [G]fantasy l[C]ives.[Am]
He [F]quietly thrives in a [Dm]world he con[G]trives.
[F]Techno-drone i[G]nsects in [C]cubicle [Am]hives
Lead [F]rich f[G]antasy l[C]ives.
We're [Am]piling up fears, but we're [Em]out of frontiers.
Some [F]need to escape, but there's [C]nowhere.
Can't [Am]go to the Moon, at least [Em]any time soon,
But an i[Dm]nner-space trip costs you [G]no fare.
So d[C]on't be un[Em]kind to a [F]wandering [G]mind,
Just [C]say it a[Em]gain if we [Dm]missed it.[G]
Some [Am]whispering poem was c[Em]alling us home
To a [Dm]place we know never ex[G]isted.
[F]Rich f[G]antasy l[C]ives.[Am]
Our [F]peace-bonded knives and our [Dm]hyperspace d[G]rives.
[F]Until that steam e[G]ngine to [C]Hogwarts ar[Am]rives,
We have [Dm]rich f[G]antasy l[C]ives.
[Dm]Rich [G]fantasy l[C]ives.
Our q[F]uests and our tribes and our [Dm]Babylon [G]Fives.
[F]Until something [G]better than [C]this world ar[Am]rives,
We'll lead [Dm]rich [G]fantasy l[C]ives.
[Dm]Rich f[G]antasy l[C]ives.
This is my first tab, so please be gentle with me :-) Any suggestions, corrections
and other annoying stuff send to zeljuganjivac@yahoo.com
Thanks.
