Your Pussy Is Glued To A Building On FireCifra

C              G                    Am 
 Your pussy's glued to a building on fire 
F           Em                      Dm 
 I paint my mind just because I'm alive 
G                              C 
 And if you see me roaming the hillside 
            G     Am 
Won't you come alo-ooong? 
    Bb         Dm 
You paint your eyes 
       Bb        Dm 
Mine are in the sky 
            Am          C            Bb     Dm 
No worldly word I could say could be golden 
    Am         C                 Bb 
The smile on my face isn't always real 
        A                Bb 
But the way you make me feel 
                      C 
Is all that's really real 
                  F     A     Dm     Bb 
You little duck house