Cracker - Kerosene Hat Chords

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C                        G
How can I fly with these old donkey wings
D
while the magfire [?] sings
C
some shiny song
C                   G
old cornface row of teeth she says sweetly to me
D
in the elevator

Em         D            C
Everything seems like a dream
Em
Life's a scream

Here come old kerosene hat with his earflaps waxed
a'courting his girl
come clattering in here on your old cloven skates
with the devilish spoon [?]

Everything seems like a dream
And life's a scream
when you're submarine

[anyone got the solo?]

So don't you bother me death with your leathery ways
and your old chaise lounge
a wickerman's [?] fence of leathery tires
and the cooks gone bad, started several fires

Everything seems like a dream
when your submarine

Head like a stream, she says softly to me
bring me a steak and my old pair of crows
my medicine lamp

Everything seems like a dream
Life's a scream

[some whispered stuff I can't make out]


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09.28.96  I have cleaned this file up a bit.  Someone mailed me
the chords a couple of years ago and now I am updating the file.

Em                       C
How can I fly with these old doggy wings
G
while the magfire [?] sings
D
some shiny song
Em                  C
old cornface row of teeth she says sweetly to me
G                D
in the elevator

Em         D            C
Everything seems like a dream
A
Life's a scream

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Here come old kerosene hat with his earflaps waxed
a'courting his girl
come clattering in here on your old cloven skates
with the devilish spoon [?]

Everything seems like a dream
And life's a scream
when you're submarine

[anyone got the solo?]

So don't you bother me death with your leathery ways
and your old chaise lounge
a wickerman's [?] fence of leathery tires
and the cooks gone bad, started several fires

Everything seems like a dream
when your submarine

Head like a stream, she says softly to me
bring me a steak and my old pair of crows
my medicine lamp

Everything seems like a dream
Life's a scream

[some whispered stuff I can't make out]