I don't Em know you from Bm Adam, it C could make my D day
If you leave me a message I'll give it away
'Cause the most perfect strangers that you can talk to
Are the ones who pretend that you're not really you
Are with Em any att D empts here to C play Franken Em stein
Come with Em plenty of D chances for F changing your C min G/B d Am
When you're Em building your D own cre C ation A
Nothing's bet Em ter than D real than a C real
G Imi D/F# tation Em C G D/F# Em C
I won't Em find it fant Bm astic or t C hink it ab D surd
When the gun in the first act goes off in the third
'Cause it's rare that you ever know what to expect
From a guy made of corpses with bolts in his neck
If the Em creature is l D imping the C parts are in Em place
With a Em mind of its D own and a F fist for a C fac G/B e Am
Say Em hello to your D new cre C ation A
Now it's Em better than D real it's a C real
G Imi D/F# tation Em C G D/F# Em C
Bb You may wonder what the A7 catch is
As we batten down the F7 hatches D7
And when Em later we Bm find that the C thing we de D vised
Has the villagers clamouring for it's demise
We will have to admit the futility of
Trying to make something more of this jerry-built love
And you'll Em notice it D bears a re C semblance Em to
Every Em thing I i D magined I F wanted from C you G/B Am
But at Em least it's my D own cre C ation A
And it's Em better than D real it's a C real
G Imi D/F# tation Em C G D/F# Em C
G D/F# Em C G D/F#
Bb A7 F7 Eb A7 4x
Em (bass notes)B D B Em (repeat)
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