The Therapist

G D C E7

G                     E7                     D           C
he said "around these parts..." as he laid a hand upon a thigh
G                         E7                     Am         D7
"life's so dumb, dull and low that you've got to try harder to get higher"
G           D/F#                Am7        D7
nude in the firing line with my blindfold, arms behind
       G          D/F#            Am7                   D7
if you shoot, aim for the leg and i'll teach you how to beg me
G                  E7         D        C
i get the sweetest sensations when i'm powerless
G                             E7                Am
but despite myself, there are times when i have felt
E7
"i'm not in the mood for any of this.
C     G          C           G                 D7
these scots west-coast delta blues give me the hump."
 G           D/F#                Am7        D7
stood in the firing line with my blindfold, arms behind
       G        D/F#       Am7   C                           G
if you shoot me in the leg, i'll teach you how to fake prescriptions
C              G    C          G
look below the slabs and underneath the crabs...

D7sus4
my therapist with the rapist's heart

[Solo]
G D/F# Am7 D7 (x2)

G D/F# E7

C     G          C           G
these scots west-coast delta blues
            C           G        D7sus4
give me the hump-backed bells of hell,
                    G
so shut up, time is up
G      D/F#    Am7   D7
time's up, shut up time is up

G       D/F#  Am7  D7
time's up, shut up
G            D/F#             Am7     D7
good-bye now see you later in tip top working order…