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Gods Comic ukulele

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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------#
#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
Date: Sat, 13 Nov 1993 15:18:27 GMT

Gods Comic Elvis Costello (D.MacManus)

If this song is about a known comedian please drop me a line
with if possible any reference.. (a wager is afoot U C)

Dm E7   Dm E7   Dm F Dm D# A

Dm            E7           Dm     E7
I wish you'd known me when I was alive
F             F   G
I was a funny fellow
Dm7             E7       F          E7
The crowd would hoot and holler for more
Dm7      E7         F           E7
I wore a drunks red nose for applause
F               F       G
 Oh yes I was a comical priest With a
F                        F           G
joke for the flock and a hand up you fleece
Dm           E7               Dm        G
Drooling the drink and the lipstick and grease paint
F                        F      G         F
 Down the cardboard front of my dirty dog collar


 F E7           Dm          E7          Dm         G
    now im dead now im dead now im dead now im dead
        F               F         G
 And im going on to meet my reward
             Dm           E7           Dm             G
 I was scared I was scared I was scared  I was scared
 F            F   G          F          F E7  (*2nd time bridge*)
   He might never heard Gods Comic

 So there he was on a water bed
 drinking a cola of a mystery brand
 reading an airport novellette
 listeing to andrew loydd webbers requiem
 He said before it had really begun
 I prefer the one about my son
 ive been wading through all this unbielevable junk
  and wondering if i should have given it all to the monkeys.

Oops bridge

F           G
Im goind to take a little trip
F        G
down paradises endless shores
the say that travel braodens the mind
                      E7               A
till you cant get you head out of doors

  Im sitting here on the top of the world
  I hang around in the longest night
  Until each beast has gone to bead
  and then i say god bless and turn out the light
  While you lie in the dark afraid to breathe
  and you beg and you promise and you bargain and you plead
  sometimes you confuse me with santa claus
  its the big white beard i suppose
  im going up to the pole where you folks die of cold
  i might be gone for a while if you need me

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