This Lamb Sells Condos chords by Owen Pallett

Intro:
Bm D G Em x2

Verse 1:
Bm                          D
No hope for the village, no hope for the village
G                                          Em
There's a merchant in our midst and with a barrel fist
Bm                                D
He's coloured every surface, he's slapped up a portrait
G                                  Em
And yes, it is his own! He's gonna take your home!
Bm                         D
Have you seen our visitor? Look! Over the treetops!
G                            Em
Newly conjured erections are making him a killing
Bm                                 D
And Richmond St. is illing, so the graduates are willing
G                                      Em
To buy in to the pillage, now there is no hope for the village

Break 1:
Bm                  G       Bm                   A
P-p-p-prisoners, be silent, b-b-be silent and be sharp

Verse 2:
Bm                          D
When he was a young man, he conjured up a firemare
G                                   Em
And burnt off both his eyebrows and half a head of hair
Bm                            D
And then as an apprentice, he took a Drowish mistress
G                                    Em
Who bestowed upon his youthfulness a sense of Champagne Chic
Bm                                 D
Oh seduction, his seduction to the world of construction
        G                                   Em
Now his mind will start to wander when he's not at his computer
Bm                       D
And his massive genitals refuse to co-operate
G                        Em
no amount of therapy can hope to save his marriage

Break 2:
Bm                  G       Bm                   A
P-p-p-prisoners, be silent, b-b-be silent and be sharp
Bm                G        Bm                         A
Can you hear them talking? Listen, listen through the wall:

Chorus:
Bm      D      G       Em
Nothing to do, nothing to do
Bm     D            G      Em
Living rent-free is boring me
Bm     D           G   Em
Got no use for my PE Degree
Bm     D          G   Em
Got no use for my pedigree

Verse 3:
Bm                       D
I feed you every morning and ask so little
G                              Em           Em7
But you belittle all the work, all the work that I do
Bm                      D
When you take that walk without permission
G                           Em                Em7
I'm not defensive, I'm just saying this cause I love you
Bm                      D
You know I hate it when your friends are in the pool
G                            Em              Em7
Old money stinks, send those faggots back to Forest Hill
Bm                             D
Contentment? What contentment? I am bald and impotent
G                           Em            Em7