The Bewlay Brothers

Intro: D  Em  A

[Verse 1]
           D
And so the story goes they wore the clothes
                                    Em           A
They said the things to make it seem improbable
               D                           Em  A
The whale of a lie like they hope it was
        D
And the Goodmen Tomorrow had their feet in the wallow
          Em
And their heads of Brawn were nicer shorn
    A                                    D
And how they bought their positions with saccharin and trust
         Em                      A
And the world was asleep to our latent fuss
D    Em
.....Sighing, the swirl through the streets
A
Like the crust of the sun

[Chorus 1]
        Bm
The Bewlay Brothers
        A
In our Wings that Bark
         G
Flashing teeth of Brass
         F#
Standing tall in the dark
F#sus4  F#      Asus2
Oh, And we were Gone
                       G
Hanging out with your Dwarf Men
        G  G/F#   Em
We were so turned on
                    C
By your lack of conclusions

Interlude: D  Em  A

[Verse 2]
D
I was Stone and he was Wax
                                     Em
So he could scream, and still relax, unbelievable
A                            D             Em  A
And we frightened the small children away
        D
And our talk was old and dust would flow through our veins
                         Em
And Lo! it was midnight back at the kitchen door
A                            D
Like the grim face on the Cathedral floor
Em                            A                    D
And the solid book we wrote cannot be found today
    Em                              A
And it was stalking time for the Moonboys

[Chorus 2]
            Bm
The Bewlay Brothers
            A
With our backs on the arch
          G
In the Devil-may-be-here
              F#
But He can't sing about that
F#sus4  F#      Asus2
Oh, And we were Gone
           G
Real Cool Traders
        G  G/F#   Em
We were so Turned On
                     C
You thought we were Fakers

Interlude: D  Em  A

[Verse 3]
            D
And now the dress is hung, the ticket pawned
                                       Em
The Factor Max that proved the fact is melted down
A                         D        Em  A
Woven on the edging of my pillow
       D
Now my Brother lays upon the Rocks
                                      Em
He could be dead, He could be not, he could be You
       A                                 D
He's Chameleon, Comedian, Corinthian and Caricature
Em                     A
Shooting-up Pie-in-the-Sky
        D
Bewlay Brothers
        Em                 A
In the feeble and the Bad

[Chorus 3]
       Bm
Bewlay Brothers
        A
In the Blessed and Cold
       G
In the Crutch-hungry Dark
              F#
Was where we flayed our Mark
F#sus4  F#      Asus2
Oh, and we were Gone
           G
Kings of Oblivion
                  Em
We were so Turned On
                    C
In the Mind-Warp Pavilion

[Outro]
Bm                C
Lay me place and bake me pie
      F              Bm
I'm starving for me Gravy
Bm                   C
Leave my shoes, and door unlocked
   F               Bm
I might just slip away, hey
              F
Just for the Day, Hey!
                  Bm
Hey, Please come Away, Hey!
              F
Just for the Day
             Bm
Please come away...