Key: A
Introduction:
A F#m
The Monochrome Martinet,
Bm E
His texture is starch, the song is a march,
A F#
And from the beginning, his duende was winning,
Bm
But though he's a worty emcee,
Bm
He'll never be part of the three,
D E A F#m
Orpheum act, Faustian pact,
G D A
Three might be duende, in fact.
verse 2
D Bm
Necropolis Blownapart,
Em A
A ghostly sight, emerges bright,
D B
Hot from the embers, the first team member,
Em
Is hatching a dasterdly plan,
Em
Like a bird with a dasterdly egg,
G A D Bm
Trapped in his time, lost in his rhymes,
C G D
One might duende defined.
verse 3
G Em
Apocryphal Espadrille,
Am D
The shaper of dreams, returns to the scene,
G E
No diorama, could match his drama,
Am
A smile that would frighten the blind,
Am
The incubus freezes the mind,
C D G Em
Fooled by his charm, right off the farm,
F C G
Sound Might Be Duende's alarm.
verse 4
C Am
Dystopio Smashedtobits,
Dm G
The keeper of dust, the builder of rust,
C A
When you discover Sleep's older brother,
Dm
The trio is finally complete,
Dm
The trio has just one conceit,
F G C Am
Forged by their past, first in their class,
Outro
A#
Three might be duende, (Three might be duende)
A#
Three might be duende, (Three might be duende)
A# C F
Three might be duende, at last!