Angel’s Delight

Fatima Mansions' Viva Dead Ponies album

Released in 1990 by Kitchenware Records

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INTRO (x4)
 
F#m7 
 
Gmaj7 
 
A7sus4 
VERSE 1
 
Dmaj7 
 
Gmaj7/B 
 
A7sus4 
Dmaj7 
 
Gmaj7/B 
 
A7sus4 
 
A  
Dmaj7 
necklace of rubber  
Gmaj7 
 
A7sus4 
Dmaj7 
Burning bright  
Gmaj7 
 
A7sus4 
 
A  
Dmaj7 
burning rubber necklace  
Gmaj7 
 
A7sus4 
 
For my  
Dmaj7 
angel’s delight  
Gmaj7 
 
A7sus4 
 
A  
F#m7 
holiday in a box,  
Em9 
opportunity 
 
 
A7sus4 
knocks
 
For the  
F#m7 
rich man’s militia  
Em9 
photographing my  
A7sus4 
block
Dmaj7 
Kill a cop  
Gmaj7/B 
 
A7sus4 
 
Ah,  
Dmaj7 
why the hell not?  
Gmaj7/B 
INTERLUDE 1
 
C 
 
D 
 
C 
 
Bm 

Yeah! Burn, motherfucker, burn!

Come on come on come on come on
I got a word for you – dead
Gonna trampoline your fuckin’ head

 
C 
 
D 
C 
 
D 
C 
 
D 
C 
 
D 
VERSE 2
 
Dmaj7 
 
Gmaj7/B 
 
A7sus4 
Dmaj7 
 
Gmaj7/B 
 
A7sus4 
 
You  
Dmaj7 
roll down my street  
Gmaj7 
 
A7sus4 
 
In your  
Dmaj7 
gleaming new car  
Gmaj7 
 
A7sus4 
 
I’ve got no  
Dmaj7 
secrets, cash or time left to give you  
Gmaj7 
 
A7sus4 
 
Oh but I’ve  
Dmaj7 
got something else for  
Gmaj7 
you, my friend  
A7sus4 
 
There’s a  
F#m7 
crack in the restless night,  
Em9 
a broken bone on the  
A7sus4 
pavement
F#m7 
Angel’s delight  
Em9 
was a recurring  
A7sus4 
statement
Dmaj7 
Burn a bailiff  
Gmaj7 
 
A7sus4 
 
Come on –  
Dmaj7 
spill, don’t save it  
Gmaj7 
INTERLUDE 2
 
C 
 
D 
 
C 
 
Bm 

Yeah! Burn, motherfucker, burn!

Run, run, run, run
You can have what you ask, but not in cash
With a credit card, a payment slashed
You can put it where your mouth used to be
You can put it where your dick used to be
You can do it when you’re looking at me, looking at you
Blacklist blacklist blacklist blacklist
What do you do when words collapse
And all that’s left is broken glass?
I know, I know I’m trapped

 
C 
 
D 
C 
 
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C 
 
D 
C 
 
D 
VERSE 3/OUTRO
 
Dmaj7 
 
Gmaj7/B 
 
A7sus4 
Dmaj7 
 
Gmaj7/B 
 
A7sus4 
 
Dmaj7 
Oh yes, oh  
Gmaj7/B 
yes 
 
 
A7sus4 
 
I’ve got a  
Dmaj7 
holiday in a  
Gmaj7/B 
big oak  
A7sus4 
box
 
With my  
Dmaj7 
friend, the famous PC  
Gmaj7/B 
Plod, Plod,  
A7sus4 
Plod
Dmaj7 
Kill a cop,  
Gmaj7/B 
kill a  
A7sus4 
cop
 
You lay a  
Dmaj7 
hand on me, I’m gonna  
Gmaj7/B 
kill you,  
A7sus4 
cop
Dmaj7 
Hey – let’s all  
Gmaj7/B 
kill some  
A7sus4 
cops
Dmaj7 
Some bailiffs  
Gmaj7 
 
A7sus4 
Dmaj7 
Assholes 
 
 
Gmaj7 
 
A7sus4