The Modern Adventures Of Plato, Diogenes And Freud chords and lyrics - BLOOD, SWEAT AND TEARS

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[Verse 1]
[Dm](Al Kooper)
Father of my morning,
Once [C]my child to [Am]the night
[Bm]I see that you have minds to cop
[Em]An d I can only wa[F#]tch
the sickened sorrow
[B]

[Verse 2]
[D]Little [Dm]do you know
Of the progres[C]sions that
you teach
[Bm]The people that you reach are tired
Of [Em]livin' in [F#]a world of elastic [B]towers
Dance with them and sing
a song of [E]changes
And [Bm]talk with them of [E]life
and all its [D]danger[A] s
Sur[Am]round yourself with
[Bm]now familiar s[E]trangers
Who [A]kiss and who hug and even
[D]tually mug you of your [G]time

[Verse 3]
And the [D]clock on the wall is a bore
As you [Em]wander past the door
And find him [B]lying on the floor
As he [A]begs you for some more,

[Interlude 1]
you frozen smile
[D][Dm][Am][Bm]
[Em][Bm][F#m][B]

[Verse 4]
You can[Dm]not ever picture me
[C]You know me by my thoughts
[Bm]A file for your travelogue
[Em]Ob livious to the ni[F#]ght,
the fog [B]around [C]you[B]
The [Bm]germs they [Dm]are rediculous
[Bdim]They bother [C]you at night
The blood that [Bm]rushes to your brain
The [Em]ticket on [F#]the plane
you're never [B]catching
The price you pay exclusive
of your taxes
[Bm]To chop you up inside with [E]tiny [A]axes
The [Am]girl looks up [Bm]to you from
floors she [E]waxes
[A]And speaks to your belt with
[D]tears among her [G]eyes

[Verse 5]
And the [D]clock on the wall is a bore
As you [Em]wander past the door
And find him [B]lying on the floor
As he [A]begs you for some more,
you frozen smile
[D]

[Verse 6]
[Dm]
The metaphysic wrinkles in
[Am]the face of what [C]you face
Are [Bm]hidden by the fake- up man
Who [Em]lives inside [F#]the sterno can
be[B]side you
[D]Now climb ye to the mountains
[Dm]As t[C]he sun is al[Am] most gone
Es[Bm]caping from your other selves
[Dm]Your broth[E]ers hide among[F#]
the shelves in[B]side you
The games that people
play can only [E]bore you
But [Bm]only those that know
[E]you don't ig[A]nore you
[Am]How many times have I [Bm]come
there to re[E]store you
And caught you [A]ly ing on
[D]the couch with father [G]time

[Verse 7]
And the [D]clock on the wall is a bore
As you [Em]wander past the door
And find him [B]lying on the floor
As he [A]begs you for some more,
you frozen [D]smile

[Outro 1]
[D][Dm][Am][Bm][Em]
[F#m][Dm][Am][Bm][Em]