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“Obscurity Knocks”
By Trashcan Sinatras
Written by Paul Livingston

INTRO - Amaj7 Bm7 (x2)

Amaj7                                Bm7
Always at the foot of the photograph that's me there snug as a thug in a
Amaj7                             Bm7
Mugshot pose a foul-mouthed rogue owner of his corner and not much more
            A               Amaj7  D                E
Still these days I'm better placed to get my just rewards
           A                   Amaj7          D                          E
I'll pound out a tune and very soon I'll have too much to say and a dead stupid name

E7           A           D          E             E7
And though i ought to be learning i feel like a veteran
    A              D      E                 Bm
Of "oh i like your poetry but I hate your poems"
A         D           E               E7
Calendars crumble I'm knee deep in numbers
     A       D       E                          Bm    A
I've turned 21, I've twist, I'm bust and wrong again

Bm7

Amaj7                                      Bm7
Rubbing shoulders with the sheets till two looking at my watch and I'm half-past caring
Amaj7                                         Bm7
In the lap of luxury it comes to mind is this headboard hard? am i a lap behind?
       A                           Amaj7 D        E
But to face doom in a sock-stenched room all by myself
       A                          Amaj7         D                            E
Is the kind of fate i never contemplate lots of people would cry though none spring to mind

E7           A           D          E             E7
And though i ought to be learning i feel like a veteran
    A              D      E                 Bm
Of "oh i like your poetry but I hate your poems"
A         D           E               E7
Calendars crumble I'm knee deep in numbers
     A       D       E                          Bm    A
I've turned 21, I've twist, I'm bust and wrong again

D              Gmaj7               D                             Gmaj7
Know what it's like to sigh at the sight of the first quarter of life?
     Em9                  A6sus
Ever stopped to think and found out nothing was there?


SOLO - D G D (x3) Bm E


                  A                                Amaj7 Bm       D
They laugh to see such fun I'm playing blind man's bluff all by myself
            A                              Amaj7  E                        Bm       D
And they're chanting a line from a nursery rhyme "ba ba bleary eyes - have you any idea?"



A        D          E           E7
Years of learning i must be a veteran
    A              D            E           Bm
Of "oh i like your poetry but I hate your poems"
        A          D              E                E7
And the calendar's cluttered with days that are numbered
     A       D       E                          Bm 
I've turned 21, I've twist, I'm bust and wrong again...

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