Gods Comic Elvis Costello

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From HISCAP@LUSTA.LATROBE.EDU.AU (PERRETT,Andrew)
Date: Sat, 13 Nov 1993 15:18:27 GMT


Gods Comic Elvis Costello (D.MacManus)


If this song is about a known comedian please drop me a line
with if possible any reference.. (a wager is afoot U G)

g B7 g B7 g C g g B

gI wish you'd kB7nown me when gI was aB7live
CI was a funny GfellCow
g7The crowd would B7hoot and Gholler for B7more
g7I wore a B7drunks red Gnose for appB7lause
C Oh yes I was a Gcomical Cpriest With a
Cjoke for the floGck and a hanCd up you fleece
gDrooling the B7drink and the lipgstick and Cgrease paint
C Down the cardboGard froCnt of my dGirty dog collar


chorus:

 C  B7 now im dead gnow im dead B7now im dead gnow im deadC 
 And im Cgoing on to meetG my rewardC 
 I was scaredg I was scaredB7 I was scaredg I was scared C 
C G C G C B7 (*2nd time bridge*)
He might never heard Gods Comic


So there he was on a water bed
drinking a cola of a mystery brand
reading an airport novellette
listeing to andrew loydd webbers requiem
He said before it had really begun
I prefer the one about my son
ive been wading through all this unbielevable junk
and wondering if i should have given it all to the monkeys.

Oops bridge

GIm goind to Ctake a little trip
Gdown paraCdises endless shores
Cthe say that travel braodens the mind
till you cantB7 get you head outG of doors
*


Im sitting here on the top of the world
I hang around in the longest night
Until each beast has gone to bead
and then i say god bless and turn out the light
While you lie in the dark afraid to breathe
and you beg and you promise and you bargain and you plead
sometimes you confuse me with santa claus
its the big white beard i suppose
im going up to the pole where you folks die of cold
i might be gone for a while if you need me

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