Two Heads

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    F#m               C#m     E
You want two heads on your body

F#m                               E
And you've got two mirrors in your hand.

B5                    A          C#m                A
  Priests are made of brick with gold crosses on a stick

         G            A             C#m        F#m
and your nose is too small for this land.


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Inside your head is your town
A
inside your room your jail
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inside your mouth the elephant’s trunk and booze
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the only key to your bail


 F#m                 C#m   E
Two heads can be put together.

    F#m                    E
And you can fill both your feet with sand.

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  No one will know you've gutted your mind

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 but what will you do with your bloody hands?


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Your lions are fighting with chairs,
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your arms are incredibly fat;
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Your women are tired of dying alive
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if you've had any women at that.


F#m                       C#m       E
Wearing your comb like an ax in your head

F#m            E
List'ning for signs of life;

B5                         A    C#m  A
  Children are sucking on stone and lead

    G              A            C#m               F#m
 And chasing their hoops with a knife;



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New breasts and jewels for the girl,
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Keep them polished and shining;
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Put a lock on her belly at night, sweet life,
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For no child of mine.