The Zolas - Escape Artist Ukulele

Intro: F Dm C G x2 (Single strum)

(First Verse is one strum each chords)

          F              Dm 
My alter-ego.  Hes an escape artist, 
         C                    G
hes only truly happy when hes under arrest.
          F                      F   F/B Dm
oh how he handsome, scheduled to hang to death
         C                  G
Hes only truly happy at the precipice. 

(Listen to the song to get the strumming pattern)

           Dm                   C
Hes like a mirror.  He sticks into our ears
        Dm                        C
a stethoscope to the chest of the vacant years.
        Dm                       C
I cant escape the chair, Im etherized with fear 
        F                
that my only talent is in 


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Hanging here,         but then its

               Em      C
(Can also play hanging here, but then its)

C        Em                    F
Hey boy,  Ive got your man hes  right here
Em
putty in my hands
C
ice cream and sweets,
Em
coming in the sheets
   F                Dm
he got no excuse to leave.

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B--------| (each note played for each words in "but in the")
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           F                   Dm
but in the real world, an intertidal cave,
         C                        G
I ride a desk chair waiting for a tidal wave
            F                    Dm    F  Dm
I feel like dancing, but that is miles away
           F                     G
Im feeling hard and  hollow like paper mache.

         F              Dm
My alter ego.  Hes in a jailers cage
            C                       G
he sits and waits for the devil to abet his escape.
         F                  F F/B  Dm
Im sorry pastor, I cant be pasteurized.
           C                         G
All of the bibles in the world for a metal file.

         F                          Dm
At every clock strike, he hears the jailers keys
        C                              G
and the doubt starts to sprout til hes on his knees.
         F                     Dm C     Dm
and he remembers like its his mothers call
           C                        G
to feel his hand find a grip at the top of the wall.

              F                  C
and I want to feel it, I want to feel the fire 
       F                   C
of the leftover sun on the roofing tiles.
          F                  C
I want to feel it, I want to feel the fire 
       F                   
of the leftover sun on the 

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Roofing tiles,    But still its

               G
(Can also play Roofing tiles, But still its)

C        Em                    F
Hey boy,  Ive got your man hes  right here
Em
putty in my hands
C
ice cream and sweets,
Em
coming in the sheets
   F                Dm
he got no excuse to leave.

C        Em                    F
Hey boy,  Ive got your man hes  right here
Em
putty in my hands
C
ice cream and sweets,
Em
coming in the sheets
   F                C (let ring)
he got no excuse to leave.