Dark Parlour

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Year: 2000
Album: Black River Falls

INTRO (x4)
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VERSE 1
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Par
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lour, 
 
 
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laced-in 
 
 
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daylight was  
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rat
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ioned 
 
 
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Par
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lour, a  
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ritual 
 
 
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language was  
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fash
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ioned 
 
 
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Re
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mote from the men
 
And from  
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labour’s 
 
grime
 
Where  
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one woman’s treasures were laid out to  
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shine 
 
 
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Gm 
 
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Ebmaj7 
Blow me down cos you  
Dm 
can, you can
Ebmaj7 
Blow me down, I won’t  
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stand, you can, you can
 
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VERSE 2
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Dark 
 
 
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room, 
 
 
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in 
 
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y 
 
recol
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lect
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ion 
 
 
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Gm 
High 
 
 
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chair, 
 
 
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the 
 
eti
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quette of re
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ject
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ion 
 
 
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Which  
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chilled seven dawns
 
Through my  
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bones 
 
half-formed
 
As from the  
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mouth of nurture, there came not a  
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word, 
 
 
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not a  
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word 
 
 
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Ebmaj7 
Blow me down, I’m a  
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paper 
 
man
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Blow me down, a hatstand  
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man, heels of sand
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Blow me down, cos you  
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can, you can
Ebmaj7 
Blow me down, I won’t  
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stand, you can, you can
OUTRO
 
Well now I’ve  
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not much to give but a worn-out excuse
 
And my  
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fine sober demons they sport fast and loose
 
I have  
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stories to tell which you’d rather not hear
 
Because they’re  
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told in the slang of some mean hungry years
 
Long be  
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fore I was born, but that’s still all I learned
 
With the  
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misaddressed anger and the stony contempt of my
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Teachers, now feeble, and some are no more
 
While I’m  
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tongue-tied and shapeless on this mercantile shore (and it’s)
 
Ebmaj7 
Blow me down, cos you  
Dm 
can, you can
Ebmaj7 
Blow me down, I won’t  
Dm 
stand, you can, you can
 
And you  
Ebmaj7 
will 
 
 
Dm 
FADE
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