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Pictures of Matchstick Men Status Quo |
 I wrote it on the bog. I'd gone there, not for the usual reasons - having a crap and what have you - but to get away from the wife and mother-in-law. I used to go into this narrow frizzing toilet and sit there for hours, until they finally went out. I got three quarters of the song finished in that khazi. The rest I finished in the lounge. [Francis Rossi] |
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(lead intro)
D F
When I look up to the sky
C G D F-C-G
I see your eyes a funny kind of yellow
D F
I rush home to bed I soak my head
C G D F-C-G
I see your face underneath my pillow
D F
I wake next morning tired still yawning
C G D F-C-G-D-D-D-D
See your face come peaking through my window
G A D
Pictures of matchstick men and you
G A D
Mirages of matchstick men and you
G A D F-C-G-D-F-C-G-D-D-D-D
All I ever see is them and you
(lead intro again)
Bb Bb
Windows echo your reflection
F F C
When I look in their direction gone
Bb Bb
When will this haunting stop
F F A A-D-D
Your face it just wont leave me a-lone
G A D
Pictures of matchstick men and you
G A D
Mirages of matchstick men and you
G A D
All I ever see is them and you
F C G D
You in the sky you with this guy you make men cry you lie
F C G D
You in the sky you with this guy you make men cry you lie
F-C-G-D
(lead intro - only first part)
D F C G
Pictures of matchstick men, Pictures of matchstick...
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