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Psychomodo
Steve Harley
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G D Em
I�ve been losing my head; I�ve been losing my way
Bm C
I�ve been losing my brain cells at a million a day
D G
I�m so disillusioned I�m on Suicide Street
G D Em
I�ve seen everything, in every shape
Bm C
I�ve seen 1984 in a terrible state
D G
I�ve seen Quasimodo hanging on my gate
D C
Oh! He was so hung-up and wasted
D C
Oh! He was so physically devastated
Bm Am Am / Bm / C / D
He was young enough, he was well-slung enough
G D Em
I�ve seen my own epitaph; I�ve been to heaven and back
Bm C
Was introduced to St Peter, we was having a chat
D G
I felt him losing his mind, I began to retreat
G D Em
But Desdemona and me, we had a ball in a tree
Bm C
She read my palm in a moment, it was shocking to me
D G
We were so mystified, we screamed out of fear
D C
Oh! She was so hung-up and wasted
D C
Oh! She was so physically devastated
Bm Am Am / Bm / C / D
She was young enough, she was well-slung enough DESTROYED!
G D Em
I been writing a song, you all be singin� along?
Bm C
It�s like a mild schizophrenia, wondrin� where we belong
D G
Sling it all out the window, start all over again
G D Em
Oh! Come on into my heart, come and tear me apart
Bm C
Want to be claustrophobic, got a passion, Ha! Ha!
D G
I�m so confused, I wish I could die, die, die!
CHORUS
Steve Harley is a genius!