Tom: G
E
G
A
B
Yeah, she's built for speed like a black castrum doloris
E
G
A
B
Good for the needy, like Nietzsche, Freud and Horace
E
G
A
B
But I'm skin, flint, broke, making no money, making jokes
C
D
B
But baby, I won't joke with you
E
G
A
B
My feet are burning like a Roman hypocaust
E
G
A
B
But the Romans are gone, they changed their name because they lost
E
G
A
B
She writes letters like a Jack Chick comic
C
D
B
Just a bunch of propaganda, make my fingers histrionic
Break 1: (toque o riff 1 e 2 de fundo para essa parte)
E
G
A
B
Like this
E
G
A
B
And this
E
G
A
B
I mean, she's my baby but she makes me get avuncular
E
G
A
B
And when my monkey is jumping I got no time for making up for her
E
G
A
B
I fantasize about the hospital The army, asylum, confinement, in prison
E
G
A
B
Any place where there's a time to clear my vision
Parada 1 toque riff 3
C
D
C
B
Yeah, that Black Bat Licorice
That Black Bat Licorice
C
D
C
B
)
(cante sem tocar)
I wanna cut out my tongue and let you hold onto it for me
E
G
A
B
)
E
G
A
B
I've got the wit of the stickers with atomic clock precision
E
G
A
B
And the phases of the moon directing all of my decisions like this...
Ponte: Toque o riff 1 e 2 durante essa parte
C
D
C
B
Just like that Black Bat Licorice
That Black Bat Licorice
C
D
B
Now state the same damn thing with the violin!
E
G
AB
(Verso 3x)
C
D
B
)