(fifth fret)
Verse chords chorus chords
Play intro chords x1
Sometimes late when things are real and people share the gift of gab between themselves
some are quick, to take the bait, and catch the perfect prize, that waits among the shells,
But Oz never did give nothing to the Tin man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
? Bm
So please, believe in me, when I say I'm spinning round,round,round,round
Smoke glass stain'd bright colors, imagine going down, down, down, down,
Soapsud green like bubbles, (keep alternating till lyrics start again)
Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man,
That he didn't, didn't already have
And cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of sir Galahad
? Bm
So please, believe in me, when I say I'm spinning round,round,round,round
Smoke glass stain'd bright color, imagine going down, down, down, down
Soapsud green like bubbles, (keep alternating till lyrics start again)
No, Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man,
that he didn't, didn't already have
And Cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
?
So please believe in me
Verse chords chorus chords
Play intro chords x1
Sometimes late when things are real and people share the gift of gab between themselves
some are quick, to take the bait, and catch the perfect prize, that waits among the shells,
But Oz never did give nothing to the Tin man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
? Bm
So please, believe in me, when I say I'm spinning round,round,round,round
Smoke glass stain'd bright colors, imagine going down, down, down, down,
Soapsud green like bubbles, (keep alternating till lyrics start again)
Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man,
That he didn't, didn't already have
And cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of sir Galahad
? Bm
So please, believe in me, when I say I'm spinning round,round,round,round
Smoke glass stain'd bright color, imagine going down, down, down, down
Soapsud green like bubbles, (keep alternating till lyrics start again)
No, Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man,
that he didn't, didn't already have
And Cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad
?
So please believe in me