Poisen Pen chords by Elliott Murphy

Song:           Poise'n Pen
Artist:         Elliott Murphy
Album:          Aquashow (1973)
Tabbed by:      Javier de la Fuente

Intro:
C Cadd4 C Cadd4 C C Cadd4 C Cadd4 C  C C
Cadd4 C Cadd4 C C Cadd4 C Cadd4 C  C C
Cadd4 C Cadd4 C C Cadd4 C Cadd4 C

Verse:
        Dm
I got a heart so thick that its tearing me apart
Dm
And a baby so sick she can't tell us apart
                                F                     G
And whoever's in the big house makes no difference to me

Chorus:
              C                                            F
And what you see is just a reflection of all the bathroom walls
        C                                   F
In the cave where the bus terminal monster falls
          C                                                 F
Into the head of the golden runaway whose heard nothing at all
           C
About the Thursday night crowd
                                            G                C
How they live and how they love to see you fall and that it all

Interlude:
C Cadd4 C Cadd4 C C Cadd4 C Cadd4 C  C C
Cadd4 C Cadd4 C C Cadd4 C Cadd4 C  C C

Verse:
Dm
You can be the queen of hippies and I'm the king of fools
Dm
And we'll have our bed for breakfast and watch the peasants drool
                                        F               G
Till you find out that your palace was only their back room

Chorus:
              C                                          F
And what you got are giant soup cans that laugh at your life
           C                              F
And a telephone existence and a magazine wife
       C                                              F
And a drum that keeps drumming and a brain that's so white
         C
It goes out into the sun
                                   G                   C
And you find out why you love the night ain't that a fright

Interlude:
C Cadd4 C Cadd4 C C Cadd4 C Cadd4 C  C C
Cadd4 C Cadd4 C C Cadd4 C Cadd4 C  C C

Bridge:
   Em                                            Am
Oh midnight raiders break down the doors looking for anti society
 Em                                          Am
pop city dolls who smoke long cigars looking for some notoriety
 Em
Who could have known what motion pictures could bring
 F
Pandora's box didn't know everything
 Dm                          G
She'd never been to Beverly Hills

Chorus:
              C                                   F
And what you hear is just the dark side of every joke
         C                                                F
And the sound of French prostitutes who stare at you and smoke
         C                              F
Under a red neon sign that says god is hope
                C
While all the bleach blond moms
                                 G                  C
Tell their pimpled bombs not to mope just use more soap

Outro:
C Cadd4 C Cadd4 C C Cadd4 C Cadd4 C  C C
Cadd4 C Cadd4 C C Cadd4 C Cadd4 C  C C
Cadd4 C Cadd4 C C Cadd4 C Cadd4 C  C C