Dinosaurs chords and lyrics - WILLIAM S. BURROUGHS

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[Verse 1]
I [Am]think the political and social [A]chaos we
are seeing on every side re[Am]flects [A]an underly[F]ing
biologic [Am]crisis.
[A]En d of the human line.
[Am]All spec[D]ies are doomed from
conception like [F]all
[Am]individuals, evolution did not [A]come to
[D]a rever[A]ent halt with
[D]Homo sapiens.
[Am]We have[A]
the [Am]technologies [B]to recreate [A]a flawed artifact
[Am]an d[A] to produce improved a[Bb]nd
[Am]variegated [E]models designed for
[Eb]space condition[Am]s.
Perhaps there is still time,
is this being done or even [Bb]con sidered,
back to the church, the
home, and the family.
Back [Eb]to the simple
[C#]American [C5]virtues [A]that [Am]made this
country great [A]and can make
[D]this concrete great [Am]again.
If I may be al[B]lowed a flight of [Bb]whimsy [G]involving
[E]articulate di[G]nosaur[F#]s,[Bb]
[C]fellow rep[Bb]tiles, [A]I d[B]o not hes[D]itate to
tell you that [Am]we face [F]grave [Eb]problems.[Am]
I do not hesitate to tell you that
we have the answer.
Size is the answer.
Increase size.
There [E]are those who say [Am]size is
[A]not the answer.[Am]
[F#]There are [B]those who even propose
[C]that we pollute
our pure reptilian strain with mammali
[B]an amalgam[C]ations [A]and crossbreeding.
[Eb]And I say to y[A]ou that [Am]if the only way I could survive
[Eb]was by mating [D]with egg -[Am]eating rats,
then [Bb]I would [Am]choose not to survive.
[Eb]But we will [A]survive.
[Am]We will increase both in
size and in numbers,
[B]an d we will continue to dominate this planet
as [D]we have done for 300
[A]million [Am]years.[Bb]
[Am]Bigger is better and biggest is best.
[C]Armored [B]models [Bb]thump their tails in earth
-shaking ap[Am]plause.
Herbivorous [C]dens wallow [B]and splash
in [Bb]swamp mud.
Carnivores bear [Am]their [G#]huge,
fang -dripping [Am]streamers of [A]saliva [Am]in approval.
[A]But a wise old [F]dine turns [D]sadly from the
[Eb]TV and addresses h[Am]is offspring.
[Bb]Sud denly,
it's the end of the [Am]line.
We are ugly, [A]idiot, [B]bellowing [A]beasts.
[Am]Some of us are 60 feet long with a brain
the [Eb]size of [Am]a walnut.
Where can this end?
[G#]In a natural [D]history mu[Eb]seum,
our [Am]bones [G#]gawked out by pimply [Bb]adolescents.
[Eb]Say, [C#]I wonder how [Am]big his prick was.
[Bb]Their turn will come[A].
[Am]Back [G#]to the ho[A]me and the f[Am]am ily.
[Bb]Back to simple
American [C]virtues.
[D]Biologically speaking,
the [Am]one direction you [A]can't go is [Am]back.
[Bb]It's the law.
[Am]Dolphins lived [A]on land at one [Am]time.
[A]We know that because they have
air -breathing lungs.
[Am]Now that they [Dm]have returned to t[B]he sea,
it might be handy [Dm]to rec[F]laim their lost gills.[A]
[Am]No glut, clump, blighty.
An evolution[Dm]ary step [Am]that [C]involves
biologic [Am]alter[C]ations is irretrievable.
[Am]We must [C]now make such a st[Am]ep
if we are [F]to survive [E]at [Am]all.
and it had better be good.
I have [C]predicted that the
transition from [Bb]time into [G#]space
will in[Am]volve biologic alterations.
[Bb]Such [D]al teration[A]s are [D]already
[C#]mani[A]fest.
[C#]Astronauts stand to lose their
[Dm]bones and [Bb]teeth in the cervix.
[Am]If you don't use it,
[Dm]you lose it.[Bb]
A skeleton [A]has no function in
a weightless state.
So what does [A]the end res[D]ult look like?
[Bb]Well, [C]rather like an [B]oc topus [A]or a jellyfish.
Beau
Brummel, the restor[A]ation dandy,
spent hours every morning
putting ex[Eb]actly the right
crease into [E]his cravats
by lowering his chin just so,
often his valet would carry out
armfuls of crumpled denim,
our failures.
So we can imagine the cosmic
butler
carrying out bundles of unworkable
monstrosities are failures.