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The Worm In The Apple Chords

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3rd fret
Capo 3

Intro: G A G A B D A B C x2
*at the end of the 2nd time through the intro you end with a C that has your pinky 
finger on the 3rd fret (from capo).

G
I'm gonna laugh at the top of my lungs til
        Em
I can't quite remember just what the joke was
                   A
But the laughter will fill up my body with love
                    C
Which is always what I've been told I'm supposed to want

        G      C       D            C
And I'm gonna fly on a plane to the sky
        G           C              D                 C
Which my mind will devise using science that's been forgotten
       G            C           D         C
Cause I'm getting bored of the town of New York
          G               C                D                     C
How the world's been transformed into a big apple and it's gotten so rotten

While all the world makes money so stoically
I will be building my home out of poetry
Scraps of old volumes, wire and glue,
Will be something, though feeble, it's all I can do
In the back of the room my fingers will shake
With the fury of someone with something to make
That will take him so far, far away from this place
That he'll never look back at all the worms and the snakes

And they'll lick at my heals, but they aren't even real
I will twirl and wheel through the skyway, high over the steeple
And I'll take you with me and we'll grow old and lovely
We'll eat fine apples from the tree of knowledge of good and evil
You won't know about that

Burning with all the things I must do
To get free of the wasteland of wire and glue
I am wandering from cage to cage at the Bronx zoo
And I'm renaming all of the animals
I can't just wait on my knees in the chapel
To be bitten into like a worm in the apple
I'm digging for freedom, it's all for a shovel
I'm dirty; my fingertips hurt me

The kids of Atlantis, magazines beneath the mattress
With their names in the atlas of heartbreak are calling my name
And I'm feeling baffled, the worm in the apple,
But the cold water tap will rain down upon me
And nothing will be the same
It's all gonna be different now
I hope.
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