B-|-----------------|
G-|-----------------|
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A-|-0-5-6-7---------|
E-|-----------------|

Your mother is a journalist, your father is a creep
They make it in your bedroom when they think you're fast asleep
The scenes that they're enacting now beside your little bed
Are never in your consciousness but always in your head

G#m E
Ba--by
   G#m               A
It might sound dodgy now
    E         A                 B     A 
But it sounds great when you're dead 
E         A
It sounds great when you're

Your sister is a butterfly, your brother is a drunk 
You gaze at him reclining in formaldehyde a trunk 
He lives and breathes on systems that nobody can supply 
And you're immune to everything except the butterfly 
Yeah 

Baby 
It might sound dodgy now 
But it sounds great when you're dead 
E         A                 B     A
It sounds great when you're dead

Bridge: E 

Baby, you're incredible, I think that you're the most 
I've searched around for everything like you from coast to coast 
Your name engraved in diamonds written in my heart 
We're at our most together when we're at our most apart 

Baby 
It might sound dodgy now 
But it sounds great when you're dead 

G#m E
Ba--by
   G#m               A 
It might sound dodgy now
    G#m E          B     F#
But ba--by let me assure you 
A         E                 B
It sounds great when you're dead