intertwined
(c)1994 Russell Wolff
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

F#-B-A-D-Bm-C#-B
C#-B-C#-B-C#
i've been to your cottage, notorious view
you opened the door, and i walked through
just for a kick, i went through your mail
 this voyage is long, my return to you
and your majesty smells like a distillery 
and the wine in the cellar is speaking to me
i'm counting my fingers, how'd this pig get free,
i don't know...
i've been to your mansion, your house in the hills
and a newspapers' warmth, just won't pay the bills
i'm counting my blessings, forever is near,
it's all i've got left, for some reason you're here...

G#-A#-B x 3 G#-A#-C#
and it's one for the money and two for the show,
three i'm not ready i can't let you go...
walking through time and i looked up your name
look in my eyes do you still feel the same...

hypocrisy sleeps in a comfortable bed
with flowers and oils anointing her head,
and they bring us the news of treacherous lives,
of rock candy crosses, a blasphemous child
and we'll be there in time to catch the second coming
of her lover's regrets at her lover's request
i'm counting these matches i light them for you, 
and i'll burn down this shack for a better view...

what 's the use of dragging yourself around,
there's people who need your space in the ground, 
you've been walking the streets, bragging about what you've found, 
you've been pointing your finger in everyone's face... 
someone will come to put you in your place...

i offered my hand which was reading your face, 
i saw nothing but disguise and nothing but disgrace, 
we'll be there in time to catch the last show 
we'll be intertwined, just to let you know...


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