Neko Case - Polar Nettles

      
 
                                D 
 he takes his dinner in the bath
                    A      
 love sickened and infirmed
                 D          
 the orderly found him there
                 D           
 fileted on the marble stairs
 F#m              
 hat still in hand
     Bm             
 his smoking remains
       Db7                           F#m 
 blown out by a kiss from the sunday soon
        F#m       D          Bm     
 sunday soon sunday soon sunday soon
 
 ( F#m D Bm Db7 during recorder solo)
 F#m       Bm      Db7  
 someday someday someday
 
 F#m                                    
 his eyes are closed he mouthed the name
 Bm                            
 the rosary her lips and tongue
                  D   
 she is the centrifuge
                  F#m              
 that throws the spies from the sun
 Bm                 F#m             Bm           
 the Sistine chapel painted with the gattling gun
 F#m              D          Bm        
 someday soon someday soon someday soon
 F#m              D       
 someday soon someday soon
 
                      A  
 polar nettles set on end
                          F#m                        D    
 move like starlings up a cliff and tenor of a foggy touch
                                 Bm  
 the forcefield round his frosty hips
                                 F#m 
 whose shape recalls the wicked spade
                            Bm  
 that buried him but on his lips
           F#m      Db7  
 the last rites of nerves
         F#m 
 someday soon