Key: D Intro: D | D/A | D : Bm7 | Am | D/A : Verse 1: D D/A D D/B D D/A D Now that I've used up all my ideas F D Am D G Here in my little house by the sea Em D/F# A D Bm7 I search for a usable memory but none comes to me Verse 2: D D/A D D/B D D/A D In grade one, my teacher could do embalming F D Am D G She'd stuff the bodies of dead little birds Em D/F# A D Bm7 She told us if ever we found one, just to bring it to her
Chorus: F Am And in the science room was an iguana F E It lay very still in its cage Bm G C And we'd feed him living flies Verse 3: D D/A D D/B D D/A D Then she'd read the old testament to us F D Am D G But first she'd remind us the stories were true Em D/F# A D Bm7 And we'd hear of locusts and plagues and the tortures they knew Chorus: F Am And in the science room was an iguana F E I remember it now in my house Bm G C by the seaside Swatting flies
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