D                  A                 G
This is my forty-fifth depressing tune
D                 A                                  G  Em
They're looking for money as they clean my artistic womb
D                A                                     G Em
And when I give birth to the child I must take to flight
D                  A                            G Em
'Cause the black in our pocket won't let us fight
 A          C
A proper fight
         A
So hey baby
 C                                      A
Can you shed some light on the problem maybe
C                     A          D         G
'Cause we're all tired and we'd like to know
     Em            C     Cm                  G G
If we should pack our tents, shut down the show
              Em              C     Cm             G
Yes, we should like to see a burning bush-type sign
 C     Cm            G
But anything would be fine


D                  A                G
We're all told to dance but we never picked the tune
D                A                                   G  Em
Hanging like puppets they feed us from bent steel spoons
D                  A                                 G   Em
But we're sealing our lips for the someday when the needle
D                 A                         G Em
And the vinyl play all the songs of the pain
    
  A          C
Songs that explain
                     A
All our circles and strains

 C     A
So hey baby

C                                      A
Can you shed some light on the problem maybe
C                     A        D           G
'Cause we're all crying and we'd like to know
      Em           C      Cm                 G G
If we should pack our tents, shut down the show
            Em              C     Cm             G
Yes, we should like to see a burning bush-type sign
C     Cm            G
But anything would be fine

Solo 
C                    A          D    G
We're all dying and we'd like to know

Em            C     Cm                  G     G
If we should pack our tents, shut down the show
            Em              C     Cm             G
Yes, we should like to see a burning bush-type sign
C     Cm            G
But anything would be fine
C     Cm            G
Oh, anything would be fine