Lost Girls

[Intro ] A Bm C#m Warming the hearts of tragic hoodlum spirits (Flute plays around in D until noted below) D Brighten the eyes of petty thieves who crawl at night N.C. Who feign to use a knife N.C. Jingle jangle the cosmos are on fire N.C. The blazing lines of the criminal choir N.C. Rejoiced to be alive N.C. Broken and depraved N.C. Sullied mop and rusted pail A Bm Centuries of poison to escape this heaven or hell C#m D This earthly cell of dead flowers and so many wounded foes N.C. It's hard to remember fantasy or horror N.C Unwanted caresses N.C Little Lolitas who want to be held in large hands N.C Dear Father, who art in heaven N.C. Hollow be thy name A Bm Witches confused by their own magic C#m Witches displeased by their own perfume D Shame-locked women N.C. Shaman women fuming with shame N.C Love-locked women N.C. Women their own magic women N.C. Shadow body, shadow spirit D White blood, blue night (Start fast piano and stop flute) A Angels lyrics Bm F# Female creature wilted high in the raftors D A Orgies of dust and butterfly laughter Bm F# Shadows spilling into the babe's milk D Starry eyes of ghost's memoir A Four blue plus two, that makes six Bm That's twelve times two F# Two brown eyes, one green D Hazel's asleep in the hayloft A Bm Down the road drowning in dry grass F# In the sweet maiden's lap poisened with nightshade D Witches last laugh [Refrão] A Stick your thumb out Bm Lift up your skirt F# Someone's gonna stop here soon D A Take down your hair and wind up your grin Bm F# Someone's gonna take you home D A Stick out your thumb and lift up your skirt Bm F# Someone's gonna stop here soon D A Take down your hair and wind up your grin Bm F# Someone's gonna take you home Verse D Even though red's not your color A I'll dress you in feathers Bm And fly you in the windy weather F# D Like a child bird marooned on an island of cats A Little dewy brawling cats Bm With cross-eyes and hats F# They take mercy on you D They take you for walks A Bm The mercy choir singing dismal hymns watery bible rhymes F# All jumbled a mess D A Bm F# A mess of bright graves and flowers and balloons [Refrão] D A Stick out your thumb and lift up your skirt Bm F# Someone's bound to stop here soon D A Take down your hair and wind up your grin Bm F# Someone's gonna take you home Verse D With a knapsack of trinkets A I'm off to seek my fortune again Bm Chasing ghosts of dead orphans F# Friend, cousin, or kin D We wave to the passer by A Moth wings of a butterfly Bm Endless tracks where no car pass F# Close your eyes and you can fly D I'm off to meet my soul mate A A naked fawny jailbait Bm Wading into ponds F# Filled with pollywogs at dawn D Mournin' the light A That slipped from my eyes Bm A little child with dirty nails F# And dirty hair D A Bm F# I had dirty things scrawled upon my mind Instrumental: D A Bm F# [Refrão] D A Stick out your thumb and lift up your skirt Bm F# Someone's gonna stop here soon D A Take down your hair, wind up your grin Bm F# Someone's gonna take you home