Inflamatory Writ Chords

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Intro and Outro:
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|D D D|D D G|D D A|D - -|

   D                G     A   D
Oh where is your inflammatory writ
                        G     A        D
Your text that would inside a light be lit

Our music deserving devotion unswerving

Cried do I deserve her with unflagging fervour
                        G          A    D            
Well no we do not if we cannot get over it
    Gmaj7                                Bm
But what’s it mean when suddenly we’re spent tell me true
  Gmaj7                                  Bm
Ambition came and reared it’s head and went far from you
     Gmaj7                        
Even molluscs have weddings though solemn and leaden
        Bm
But you dirge for the dead and take no jam on your bread
       D                    G                  A     D
Just a supper of salt and a waltz through your empty bed
    F              A
And all at once it came to me
      Bb                 F
And I wrote in hunch til 4:30
Cm          Gm       A            D
But that vestal light it burns out with the night
   G7                         Dm
In spite of all the time that we spent on it
   Bb             F
On one bedraggled ghost of a sonnet
      G                D
While outside the wild boars root
Bm                A
Without bending a bough underfoot
      C                       G
Oh it breaks my heart I don’t know how they do it

So don’t ask me
    D           G     A    D
And as for my inflammatory writ
                     G      A         D
I wrote it and I was not inflamed one bit
  Gmaj7
Advice from the master derailed that disaster
        Bm
He said hand that pen over to me poetaster
      Gmaj7
While ‘cross the great plains keening lovely and awful
    Bm
You ulate the lost great American novels
   D                    G           A           D
An unlawful lot left to stutter and freeze floodlit
                         C            G   A       D  
But at least they didn’t run to their undying credit