Subject: (CRD) The Bewlay Brothers : David Bowie
Date: 29 Nov 1993 10:38:12 -0600
OK, I just figured this one out. Not too hard.
In the second and third verses, another guitar comes in and solos
over the chords.
The Bewlay Brothers - David Bowie
off the CD Hunky Dory
(intro) D D Em A7 x2
And so the st[D]ory goes they wore the clothes
They said the[D] things to make it seem imp[Em]robable[A]
The whale of[D] a lie like they hope it [D]was[Em][A]
And the G[D]oodmen of Tomorrow
Had [D]their feet in the wallow
And thei[Em]r heads of Brawn, were nicer shorn
And h[A]ow they bought their positions with sacc[D]harin and trust.[D]
The world[Em] was asleep to our laten[A]t fuss.[D][D]
[Em]Sighing the swirl through the streets
Like the [A]crust of the sun
[Bm]The Bewlay Brothers
in our Wi[A]ngs that Bark
Flashing t[G]eeth of Brass
Standing t[F#]all in the dark
Oh, We were G[Em]one-----
Hanging out with your Dw[G]arf Men
We were so turned [Em]on
By your lack of Co[G]nclusions
[D] [D] [Em] [A7]
I was Stone and he was Wax
So he could scream and still relax, unbelievable
And we frightened the small children away
And our talk was old and dust would flow
Thru our veins and Lo! it was midnight
Back o' the kitchen door
Like the grim face on the Cathedral floor
And the solid book we wrote
Cannot be found today
It was stalking time for the Moonboys
The Bewlay Brothers
With our backs on the arch
In the Devil-may-be-here
But He can't sing above that
Oh, We were Gone
Real Cool Traders
We were so Turned On
You thought we were Fakers
[D] [D] [Em] [A7]
Now the dress is hung, the ticket pawned
the Factor Max that proved the fact
is melted down,
And woven on the edging of my pillow
Now my Brother lays upon the Rocks
He could be dead. He could be not,
He could be You.
He's Camelian, comedian Corinthian and Caricature
"Shooting-up Pie-in-the-Sky"
The Bewlay Brothers
In the feeble and the Bad
The Bewlay Brothers
In the Blessed and Cold
In the Crutch-hungry dark
Was where we flayed our Mark
Oh, We were Gone
Kings of Oblivion
We were so Turned On
In the Mind-Warp Pavilion
[Bm]Lay me Place and [A]bake me Pie
I'm st[G]arving for me Gr[Em]avy
[Bm]Leave my shoes, and do[A]or unlocked
I mi[G]ght just slip aw[Em]ay
Just for the D[F]ay, Hey! (Repeat last 2 lines into fade)
Please come A[Bm]way, Hey!
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Edwin Ostrin University of Texas at Austin
Hofstadter's Law : It always takes longer than you expect, even when
you take into account Hofstadter's Law.
-- Douglas Hofstadter, _Godel,_Escher,_Bach_
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Date: 29 Nov 1993 10:38:12 -0600
OK, I just figured this one out. Not too hard.
In the second and third verses, another guitar comes in and solos
over the chords.
The Bewlay Brothers - David Bowie
off the CD Hunky Dory
(intro) D D Em A7 x2
And so the st[D]ory goes they wore the clothes
They said the[D] things to make it seem imp[Em]robable[A]
The whale of[D] a lie like they hope it [D]was[Em][A]
And the G[D]oodmen of Tomorrow
Had [D]their feet in the wallow
And thei[Em]r heads of Brawn, were nicer shorn
And h[A]ow they bought their positions with sacc[D]harin and trust.[D]
The world[Em] was asleep to our laten[A]t fuss.[D][D]
[Em]Sighing the swirl through the streets
Like the [A]crust of the sun
[Bm]The Bewlay Brothers
in our Wi[A]ngs that Bark
Flashing t[G]eeth of Brass
Standing t[F#]all in the dark
Oh, We were G[Em]one-----
Hanging out with your Dw[G]arf Men
We were so turned [Em]on
By your lack of Co[G]nclusions
[D] [D] [Em] [A7]
I was Stone and he was Wax
So he could scream and still relax, unbelievable
And we frightened the small children away
And our talk was old and dust would flow
Thru our veins and Lo! it was midnight
Back o' the kitchen door
Like the grim face on the Cathedral floor
And the solid book we wrote
Cannot be found today
It was stalking time for the Moonboys
The Bewlay Brothers
With our backs on the arch
In the Devil-may-be-here
But He can't sing above that
Oh, We were Gone
Real Cool Traders
We were so Turned On
You thought we were Fakers
[D] [D] [Em] [A7]
Now the dress is hung, the ticket pawned
the Factor Max that proved the fact
is melted down,
And woven on the edging of my pillow
Now my Brother lays upon the Rocks
He could be dead. He could be not,
He could be You.
He's Camelian, comedian Corinthian and Caricature
"Shooting-up Pie-in-the-Sky"
The Bewlay Brothers
In the feeble and the Bad
The Bewlay Brothers
In the Blessed and Cold
In the Crutch-hungry dark
Was where we flayed our Mark
Oh, We were Gone
Kings of Oblivion
We were so Turned On
In the Mind-Warp Pavilion
[Bm]Lay me Place and [A]bake me Pie
I'm st[G]arving for me Gr[Em]avy
[Bm]Leave my shoes, and do[A]or unlocked
I mi[G]ght just slip aw[Em]ay
Just for the D[F]ay, Hey! (Repeat last 2 lines into fade)
Please come A[Bm]way, Hey!
-----------
Edwin Ostrin University of Texas at Austin
Hofstadter's Law : It always takes longer than you expect, even when
you take into account Hofstadter's Law.
-- Douglas Hofstadter, _Godel,_Escher,_Bach_
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