[Intro]
C# B F# 2x
[Verse]
F# B
When you're lost in the rain in Juarez,
F#
and it's Easter time too
And your gravity fails,
B F#
and negativity don't pull you through
B
Don't put on any airs,
F#
when you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue
C#
They got some hungry women there,
B F#
and they really make a mess outa you.
[Verse]
Now if you see Saint Annie,
B F#
please tell her thanks a lot
I cannot move,
B F#
my fingers are all in a knot
B
I don't have the strength,
F#
to get up and take another shot
C#
And my best friend, my doctor,
B F#
won't even say what it is I've got.
[Verse]
Sweet Melinda,
B F#
the peasants call her the goddess of gloom
She speaks good English,
B F#
and she invites you up into her room
B
And you're so kind,
F#
and careful not to go to her too soon
C#
And she takes your voice,
B F#
and leaves you howling at the moon.
[Verse]
Up on Housing Project Hill,
B F#
it's either fortune or fame
You must pick up one or the other,
B F#
though neither of them are to be what they claim
B
If you're lookin' to get silly,
F#
you better go back to from where you came
C#
Because the cops don't need you,
B F#
and man they expect the same.
[Verse]
Now all the authorities,
B F#
they just stand around and boast
B
How they blackmailed the sergeant-at-arms,
F#
into leaving his post
B
And picking up Angel who,
F#
just arrived here from the coast
C#
Who looked so fine at first,
B F#
but left looking just like a ghost.
[Interlude]
F# B 3x
F# C# B F#
[Verse]
I started out on burgundy,
B F#
but soon hit the harder stuff
B
Everybody said they'd stand behind me,
F#
when the game got rough
B
But the joke was on me,
F#
there was nobody even there to bluff
C#
I'm going back to New York City,
B F#
I do believe I've had enough.
[Outro]
C# B F# 4x
[Intro]
C# B F# 2x
[Verse]
F# When you're lost in
B
the rain in Juarez,
F#
and it's Easter time too
And your gravity fails,
B and negativity don't
F#
pull you through
B
Don't put on any airs,
when you're down
F#
on Rue Morgue Avenue
C#
They got some hungry women there,
B and they really make
F#
a mess outa you.
[Verse]
Now if you see Saint Annie,
B F#
please tell her thanks a lot
I cannot move,
B F#
my fingers are all in a knot
B
I don't have the strength,
F#
to get up and take another shot
C#
And my best friend, my doctor,
B won't even say what
F#
it is I've got.
[Verse]
Sweet Melinda,
B the peasants call her
F#
the goddess of gloom
She speaks good English,
B and she invites
F#
you up into her room
B
And you're so kind,
and careful not to
F#
go to her too soon
C#
And she takes your voice,
B and leaves you howling
F#
at the moon.
[Verse]
Up on Housing Project Hill,
B F#
it's either fortune or fame
You must pick up one or the other,
B though neither of them
F#
are to be what they claim
B
If you're lookin' to get silly,
you better go back
F#
to from where you came
C#
Because the cops don't need you,
B F#
and man they expect the same.
[Verse]
Now all the authorities,
B F#
they just stand around and boast
How they blackmailed
B
the sergeant-at-arms,
F#
into leaving his post
B
And picking up Angel who,
F#
just arrived here from the coast
C#
Who looked so fine at first,
B but left looking
F#
just like a ghost.
[Interlude]
F# B 3x
F# C# B F#
[Verse]
I started out on burgundy,
B F#
but soon hit the harder stuff
Everybody said they'd
B
stand behind me,
F#
when the game got rough
B
But the joke was on me,
there was nobody
F#
even there to bluff
C#
I'm going back to New York City,
B F#
I do believe I've had enough.
[Outro]
C# B F# 4x