Escape Artist chords by The Zolas

Intro:
C Em G Bm

Verse:
         C            Em
My alter-ego. He’s an escape artist
          G                     Bm
He’s only truly happy when he’s under arrest
          C                      C    Bm G
Oh how he handsome, scheduled to hang to death
          Em                 Bm
He’s only truly happy at the precipice

Pre-Chorus:
            Em                  G
He’s like a mirror. He sticks into our ears
         Em                       G
A stethoscope to the chest of the vacant years
          Em                       G
I can’t escape the chair, I’m etherized with fear
        C                 B7
That my only talent is in hanging here

Chorus:
B7
But then it’s
G        Bm                      C
Hey boy, I’ve got your man he’s right here
G
Putty in my hands
G
Ice cream and sweets
Bm
Coming in the sheets
   C                G
He got no excuse to leave

Verse:
           C                   Em
And in the real world, an intertidal cave
         G                        Bm
I ride a desk chair waiting for a tidal wave
C                                C     Bm G
I feel like dancing, but that is miles a--way
            Em                   Bm
I’m feeling hard and hollow like paper mache

         C              Em
My alter ego. He’s in a jailer’s cage
            G             Bm
He sits and waits for the devil to abet his escape
          C                  C  Bm  G
I’m sorry pastor, I can’t be pasteurized
           Em                        Bm
All of the bibles in the world for a metal file

         C                          Em
At every clock strike, he hears the jailer’s keys
        G                               Bm
And the doubt starts to sprout til he’s on his knees
          C                    C Bm     G
And he remembers like it’s his mother’s call
            Em                      Bm
To feel his hand find a grip at the top of the wall

Pre-Chorus:
              Em                 G
And I want to feel it, I want to feel the fire
       Em                  G
Of the leftover sun on the roofing tiles
              Em                 G
And I want to feel it, I want to feel the fire
       C                   B7
Of the leftover sun on the roofing tiles

Chorus:
B7
But then it’s
G        Bm                      C
Hey boy, I’ve got your man he’s right here
G
Putty in my hands
G
Ice cream and sweets
Bm
Coming in the sheets
   C                G
He got no excuse to leave

Outro:
G        Bm                      C
Hey boy, I’ve got your man he’s right here
G
Putty in my hands
G
Ice cream and sweets
Bm
Coming in the sheets
   C                G