The Door-to-Door Inspector

Fatima Mansions' Viva Dead Ponies album

Released in 1990 by Kitchenware Records

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INTRO
 
Am9 
 
F 
 
G 
 
Am9 
 
Fadd9 
 
Am9 
 
F 
 
Fmaj7 
 
Dm7 
 
G7sus4 
VERSE 1
 
Am9 
The door-to-door in
F 
spector
G 
 
Am9 
His knuckles bare and  
Fadd9 
white
Am9 
Is rapping on your  
F 
window
 
He  
Fmaj7 
knows you’re  
Dm7 
hiding here to
G7sus4 
night
 
Am9 
He’s travelled from the  
F 
city
G 
 
Am9 
To your country  
Fadd9 
slum
Am9 
Under rain and  
F 
black 
 
clouds
 
And the  
Fmaj7 
burnt-out 
 
 
Dm9 
silver 
 
 
G 
sun 
 
 
C/G 
 
G7 
CHORUS 1
 
He’ll  
C 
drop you where you  
G7sus4 
stand
 
Lift the  
C 
roof with his bare  
G7sus4 
hands
 
And hand you  
Am7 
down his just de
D7sus4 
mands
 
As you  
D7sus4 
huddle in your tiny  
G7sus4 
corner 
 
 
G 
VERSE 2
 
Am9 
The door-to-door in
F 
spector
G 
 
Am9 
Now sits to eat his  
Fadd9 
lunch
Am9 
He scowls at last week’s  
F 
paper
 
In the  
Fmaj7 
worker’s 
 
 
Dm9 
cafe, 
 
 
G7sus4 
hushed
 
Well  
G 
now you  
Am9 
made your choice when  
F 
mocking
Am9 
The ways of true grown  
Fadd9 
men
 
Now  
G 
may your  
Am9 
woman love pro
F 
tect 
 
you
 
As you  
Fmaj7 
face this grievous  
Dm9 
punishment you’ve  
G 
earned 
 
 
C/G 
 
G7 
CHORUS 2
 
Oh he’ll  
C 
drop you where you  
G7sus4 
stand
 
He’ll pump your  
C 
brow and smash your  
G7sus4 
hands
 
Give you the  
Am7 
mind of an old  
D7sus4 
man
 
To light you  
D7sus4 
dimly to the end of your  
G7sus4 
days 
 
 
C/G 
 
G7 
 
Oh he’ll  
C 
drop you where you  
G7sus4 
stand
 
Then journey  
C 
home to wash those  
G7sus4 
hands
 
And to his  
Am7 
bed he’ll trembling  
D7sus4 
go
 
Passion not  
D7sus4 
spent – a man a
G7sus4 
lone 
 
 
G7 
 
Am7 
 
F 
 
E7sus4