The Girls From The Streets
(Engel)

	
	 
	Verse 1
	 
	
	A                            F/A
	Suffocating eyes and fast hellos
	 
	                               A
	And last goodbyes surround the night of me
	 
	                                       F/A
	Moustache large like smoke from his cigar
	 
	                              A
	Coughs up a joke and laughs a net of sound
	 
	Eb                                 F
	Swallowing the pinwheel clowns, consuming all the women
	 
	       Bb
	Like a giant sponge
	 
	A                              F/A
	Snap!  The waiters animate, luxuriate
	 
	                      A
	Like planets whirling round the sun
	 
	                                         F/A
	Collapsing next to me shouts "don't look sad
	 
	                                       A
	Things aren't so bad they're just more wrong than right"
	 
	                                          F/A
	His brandy-brim voice whispers "come with me
	 
	                           A
	I hold the key, the city's ours tonight"
	 
	Eb                                    F
	Pays the barmaid, slaps her ass.  She shrieks
	 
	                                Bb
	Her gold teeth flash with rapturous delight
	 
	A                                  F/A
	Earthquaking the sawdust ground he grabs my arm and out
	 
	         A
	Into the famished night
	
	 
	 
	Chorus 1
	
	 
	A               D/A               F#m/A
	Now two blazing leaves burning up ground
	 
	         G/A                 A
	The tiny waltz of a merry-go-round
	 
	          D                     F#m
	Cascading lights for every heartbeat
	 
	              G                             A
	Tonight we'll sleep with the girls from the streets
	 
	
	D F#m G A x2
	 
	
	
	Verse 2
	
	 
	A
	"Hurry!  Faster!  Don't look back!"
	 
	    F/A                                     A
	His coat-tails snap, his laughter's burning in my ears
	 
	                                     F/A
	I ride upon this giant storm through rust-red rooms
	 
	                           A
	Where shadows breathe from every pore
	 
	    Eb
	The world is up for auction sales
	 
	  F                                 Bb
	A thousand lies descend the womens' tear-tracked cheeks
	 
	A                                    F/A
	Still we'll dance them on and on, we can't stop now
	 
	                  A
	not now, until we reach the dawn
	 
	
	 
	Chorus 2
	
	 
	A                    D/A                F#m/A
	Quick!  Give us your lips, give us your thighs
	 
	             G/A               A
	Give us your sad and devouring eyes
	 
	          D                    F#m
	Cascading tears for every heartbeat
	 
	              G                             A
	Tonight we'll sleep with the girls from the streets
	
	
	D F#m G to fade