Brenda Kahn — Madagascar

    	    	Вступление

B7(b13) = x21203



[Intro]
B7  G   E   B7
B7  G   E   B7
B7  G   E   B7  B7(b13)

[Verse 1]
B7      G           E        B7
  A sad poet with a   historical mustache
B7                     G           E      B7
  Reading thrift store novelettes,   very white trash
B7      G           E           B7
  His conscience,     is losing consciousness

[Chorus]
A                    E
  And she lets fall,   the fabled stocking
A                             E
  He thinks he's making love,   but he's just talking
    E           D         C           Bb
And she doesn't know what   all she's after
E                                  B7
Wishes she could send her troubles to Madagascar

[Verse 2]
B7       G       E                  B7
  Sunday dinners   with a Christian Scientist
B7        G            E             B7
  God and pretty women listed on his hit list
B7         G         E              B7
  Grinding out conversations at the gin mills
B7               G         E   B7
  Feels like the hero of a   B-movie thrill

[Chorus]
A                    E
  And she lets fall,   the fabled stocking
A                             E
  He thinks he's making love,   but he's just talking
    E           D         C           Bb
And she doesn't know what   all she's after
E                                  B7
Wishes she could send her troubles to Madagascar

[Instrumental]
B7  G   E   B7
B7  G   E   B7
E   A   C  D

[Bridge]
D
   In the middle of his middle-aged crisis
E                           A N.C.
   The tears come down from   Capricorn to Pisces

[Verse 3]
B7      G      E            B7
  Woman listen   to your confessions
B7         G         E          B7
  Your pain is now a national obsession
B7        G       E             B7
  Dropping casualties like flies
B7         G         E         B7
  This generation is sensually paralyzed

[Instrumental]
A   E
A   E
E   D   C  Bb
E       B7

[Verse 4]
B7                 G             E         B7
  In the back room someone's lit   a clove cigarette
B7        G         E              B7
  A poker-faced boy trying so hard to forget
B7             G             E             B7
  The walls are white washed, his mouth is dry as death
B7           G         E          B7
  And his conscience    is losing consciousness

[Chorus]
A                    E
  And she lets fall,   the fabled stocking
A                             E
  He thinks he's making love,   but he's just talking
    E           D         C           Bb
And she doesn't know what   all she's after
E                                  B7
Wishes she could send her troubles to Madagascar

[Outro]
B7  G   E   B7
B7  G   E   B7
E   A   C  D
B7