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Unwashed And Somewhat Slightly Dazed

Lyrics and music by David Bowie

 

INTRO:  Asus2  D9  Asus2  D9


Asus2
Spy, spy, pretty girl
                                                         D9  Asus2
I see you see me through your window
Don't turn your nose up
                                                                                 D9  Asus2  D9
Well, you can if you need to, you won't be the first or last


F                                                                       C
It must strain you to look down so far from your Father's house
         D                 C             G           Am                        Am7
And I know what a louse like me in his house could do for you
E                             D       C        G
I'm the Cream of the Great Utopia Dream
       E                                D                    C                     F C
And you're the gleam in the depths of your banker's spleen

C  F C
C  F C


                                  F C
I'm a phallus in pigtails
                                              F C
And there's blood on my nose
                                    F C
And my tissue is rotting
                                              F C
Where the rats chew my bones
             F                           Bb F
And my eye socket's empty
                               Bb F
See nothing but pain
          C                               F C
I keep having this brainstorm 
                                      F C
About twelve times a day
             G                             A                       Bb                   C
So now, you could spend the morning walking with me, quite amazed
           F                     Fm                       C        F C
As I'm Unwashed and Somewhat Slightly Dazed


C  F C

                                      F C
I got eyes in my backside
                                       F C
That see electric tomatoes
                                     F C
On credit card rye bread
                                                 F C
There are children in washrooms
             F                          Bb F
Holding hands with a queen
                                             Bb F
And my heads full of murders
              C                      F C  F C
Where only killers scream
             G                            A                     Bb                  C
So now you could spend the morning talking with me quite amazed
             F                      Fm                       C        F C  F C
And I'm raving mad and Somewhat Slightly Dazed


SOLO:	F  F  C  C  
       		F  F  C  C  
       		G  C

                                                 F C
Now you run from your window
                                  F C
To the porcelain bowl
                                               F C
And you're sick from your ears
                                    F C
To the red parquet floor
             F                          Bb F
And the Braque on the wall
                                   Bb F
Slides down your front
       C                                F C
And eats through your belly
                          F C
It's very catching
             G                               A                                Bb               C
So now, you should spend the mornings lying to your Father quite amazed
                F                                Fm                    C       F C
About the strange Unwashed and Happily Slightly Dazed


Repeat until fade...C  F C

CHORD LIBRARY
E A D G B E
A
x 0 2 2 2 0
Asus2
x 0 2 2 0 0
Am
x 0 2 2 1 0
Am7
x 0 2 0 1 0
Bb
x 1 3 3 3 1
C
x 3 2 0 1 0
D
x x 0 2 3 2
D9
x x 0 2 3 0
E
0 2 2 1 0 0
F
1 3 3 2 1 1
Fm
1 3 3 1 1 1
G
3 2 0 0 3 3