Cm
The painted faces congregate
Bb              Cm
In the mating season
      Cm
The second homes
     Cm
They go alone
Bb             Cm
In no rush to leave 'em

                 Fm
And there's a fountain

And a scimitar
 G             Cm
Shaped yellow light
    Fm               G
That picks you up
                    Cm
And cuts you down to size

Ponte: Cm  F  G

Cm
The people there
Cm
And the furniture
Bb              Cm
Start to seem important
       Cm
And a whole lot more
     Cm
You catch the floor
         Bb        Cm                 Fm
With a vivid and absorbant sharpened arc
        G
Like the scimitar
Cm            Fm
Shaped yellow light
                   G
That picks you up
                     Cm
And cuts you down to size
                        Cm
I had questions for the tap dancer
          Cm
Sat on my lap
              Bb                      Cm
And she had child proof caps on her answers

Stolen blower blow me a stone
     Bb                     Cm
And show me that handsome enhancer
           Fm
She had a rock on her throttle
       Fm
And a brown glass bottle full of
G          Cm
Shavings from the sun
          Fm
Although those shoes affect your step
        G            Cm 
Don't forget, whose legs you're on

                 Fm
And there's a fountain

And a scimitar
 G             Cm
Shaped yellow light
    Fm               G
That picks you up
                    Cm
And cuts you down to size

( Cm  F  G ) (2x)