Cm 
The painted faces congregate 
Bb              Cm 
In the mating season 
      Cm 
The second homes 
     Cm 
They go alone 
Bb             Cm 
In no rush to leave 'em 

                 Fm 
And there's a fountain 

And a scimitar 
 G             Cm 
Shaped yellow light 
    Fm               G 
That picks you up 
                    Cm 
And cuts you down to size 

Ponte: Cm  F  G 

Cm 
The people there 
Cm 
And the furniture 
Bb              Cm 
Start to seem important 
       Cm 
And a whole lot more 
     Cm 
You catch the floor 
         Bb        Cm                 Fm 
With a vivid and absorbant sharpened arc 
        G 
Like the scimitar 
Cm            Fm 
Shaped yellow light 
                   G 
That picks you up 
                     Cm 
And cuts you down to size 
                        Cm 
I had questions for the tap dancer 
          Cm 
Sat on my lap 
              Bb                      Cm 
And she had child proof caps on her answers 

Stolen blower blow me a stone 
     Bb                     Cm 
And show me that handsome enhancer 
           Fm 
She had a rock on her throttle 
       Fm 
And a brown glass bottle full of 
G          Cm 
Shavings from the sun 
          Fm 
Although those shoes affect your step 
        G            Cm  
Don't forget, whose legs you're on 

                 Fm 
And there's a fountain 

And a scimitar 
 G             Cm 
Shaped yellow light 
    Fm               G 
That picks you up 
                    Cm 
And cuts you down to size 

( Cm  F  G ) (2x)