Fischer-Z - The Writer

      
 
 Date: Tue, 13 Jan 1998 09:37:29 +0100
 From: Tilman Heckel
 Subject: CRD: f/fischer_z/the_writer
 
 The Writer (Fischer Z)
 
 Album: Red Skies Over Paradise
 
 Dm C G A 
     
 Dm        C           G   A 
 The other side of the room
 Dm       C           G     A 
 an empty bottle lies broken
 Dm     C         G    A 
 Purple faces are sure,
 Dm            C         G      A 
 of snow white sheets to soak in
 
 His clothes are spread around,
 they smell of perspiration
 A half eaten meal
 attracts the flies attention
 
 A                                       
 Do I Do I Do I Do I Hear the man's cries
 Do I Do I Do I Do I Look in his eyes
 Do I Do I Do I Do I Care if he dies
 Do I Do I Do I Do I Do I?
 
 Dm           C                  G        A   
 Take a paper towel and place it over his head
 Dm         C              G          A   
 Phone up reception and report him as dead
 Dm          C             G          A    
 Open up the window and expose him to light
 Dm          C                A                Dm      C G 
 Push it all away from me ... No that can't be right ...
 A       Dm      C G A 
 Ri High hight ...
 
 A continental breeze
 has set the blinds in motion
 Brings just a hint of change
 from the Atlantic Ocean
 
 The ancient church bell rings.
 Defies the march of progress
 The senoritas said
 you were too young to notice
 
 Do I Do I Do I Do I ...
 
 Take a paper towel...
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 Transcript by Tilman Heckel