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From: "Kean, John" <[email protected]>
Subject: CRD: Feast of Fools - Bruce burn
Date: Wed, 11 Mar 1998 09:00:26 +1300
Feast of Fools - Bruce burn
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>From "Further Adventures Of".
Transcribed by John Kean.
INTRO:
[tab] Em7 Dadd4/E D/E A/E
4/4 , . , . , . , . , . , . , . , . (x4)[/tab]
[tab]||---------------------------|---------------------------||
||---------8--7--------7-----|--------3--2--------2------||
||*--------7--7--------7-----|--------2--2--------2-----*||
||*--------9--7--------7-----|--------4--2--------2-----*||
||-----10----------10----10--|-----5-----------4-----5---||
||---0-----------------------|--0------------------------||[/tab]
VERSE 1:
[tab]Am Em D/F# Em11
At the feast of fools humour can sometimes be cruel[/tab]
[tab]Am Em D/F# Em11
But under certain conditions you have to forget the rules[/tab]
[tab]Am Em D/F# Em11
At the feast of fools everybody has a voice[/tab]
[tab]Am Em D/F# Em11
Nobody goes to the bottom except by their own choice[/tab]
CHORUS 1:
[tab]Bm
It's time for the silent criers[/tab]
[tab] Em7 Dadd4/E D/E A/E
to be held in love[/tab]
[tab]Bm
It's time for the ones who dig graves for them[/tab]
[tab] Em7 Dadd4/E D/E A/E
to get that final shove[/tab]
[tab]Bm
It's time for the horizons of the universe to be glimpsed[/tab]
[tab] Em7 Dadd4/E D/E A/E
even by the faceless kings of corporations[/tab]
[tab]Bm
It's time for chaos to win and walk off with the prize[/tab]
[tab] Em7 Dadd4/E D/E A/E
which turns out to be nothing[/tab]
[tab] Em7 Dadd4/E D/E A/E
I fooled you, I fooled you...[/tab]
Em7 Dadd4/E D/E A/E Em7 Dadd4/E D/E A/E
VERSE 2:
At the feast of fools outlaws can all come home
You can wear any disguise you want but you'll be naked past the bone
At the feast of fools people's hands weave light
There's a diamond wind flowering in the darkest night
CHORUS 2:
It's time for the silent criers
to be held in love
It's time for the ones who dig graves for them
to get that final shove
It's time for the horizons of the universe to be glimpsed
even by the faceless kings of corporations
It's time for chaos to win and walk off with the prize
which turns out to be a big fat nothing
SOLO: (chords as for verses, x2)
CHORUS 3: (finish with an Em11 chord)
It's time for the singers of songs without hope
to take a hard look and start from scratch again
It's time for these headlights racing against inescapable dark
to be just forgotten
It's time for Harlequin to leap out of the future
into the midst of a world of dancers
It's time for us all to stand hushed in the cathedral of silence
waiting at the river's end
Waiting at the river's end
CHORD VOICINGS:
Em7 0(10)978x
Dadd4/E 0(10)777x
D/E 05423x
A/E 04222x
Am x02210
Em 022000
[tab]D/F# 20023x
Em11 02403x[/tab]
Bm 799777
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John Kean
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