Silver Jews San Francisco B C chords
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C Old San Francisco, San Francisco B.C. I lived with my true love and she lived with me. G "Romance is the douche of the bourgeoisie" Was the very first thing she imparted to me We had sarcastic hair, we used lewd pseudonyms C We got a lot of stares on the street back then. C Since her dad, a local barber, had been beaten to death She had become a vocal martyr in the vegan press G The cops had failed, they couldn't catch a buzz They were looking for a male with a bad hair cut Enter tumbleweed, exit love and our affaire d'amour C Was set on self-destruct. C She said "you don't make enough to provide for me." I said "what about the stuff that we quote believe?" G She said "I left that on the sands of history I've found a new man to take care of me He dresses for success and emergency C and he moves a lot of concrete on the QVC." Instrumental part: Dm, C C Little, asian, deadly, like a cobra in the shade Sat in the midst of the smoke that he made G His name was Mr. Games and he owned the place It was a lonely bar and grill in the Lower Haight He had a jeweler's hands and a blurry face C He knew I needed a chance so he gave me a break. C "If I hire you now, can you start today? I got a high-rise job down by the bay. G Just a couple of rocks and some firearms There's not many locks and just one alarm My step-son Gene will pick you up and drive C Try to be his friend, he's got a friendly side." C Doll-house lightning and the next thing I knew We were back at our point of rendezvous. G I was in the possession of burglary tools Children's fur coats and diamonds and jewels Gene's talking about insignificant shit C Just like crooks in the movies when they do that bit. instrumental again: Dm, C C He said the power of metal will never be harnessed. I thought the wages of metal should be heavily garnished. G We were waiting for his dad to meet us there Gene took off his hat and I noticed his hair It was neatly trimmed but a patch was bare C I knew it wasn't the wave, it was human error. C Before I knew what I said, I said "killer cut." I watched him silently putting out a cigarette butt. G Then he came at me with some fist cuisine I had to duck aside and that was bad for Gene Cause when he went by me he tripped and fell C Through the glass coffee table at the Wong hotel. C Right there and then Mr. Games walked in With my ex-true love on his gamy limb. G So her dad's killer's dad was her new beau And Games had a wife, whatta you know? She got real real quiet till we chucked the kid C Then she went her way and I went his. C Old San Francisco, San Francisco B.C.