This vicious cabaret chords and lyrics - DAVID J

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[Verse 1]
[A]They say that there's a broken
light for every heart on
Broadway.
[Am]They say that life's a game,
then they take the board
away.
They [A]give you masks and costumes
and an [Am]outline of the
[A]story
Then leave you all [Am]to improvise
their [Bb]vi cious
cabaret...
[A]In no- longer-

[Verse 2]
[Dm]pret[D]ty citie[Eb]s
there are [D]fingers in
[Eb]kitties.
There are [D]warrants, forms,
[Eb]and chitties and a[D] jackboot
on the stair.
[A]Sex and [Am]death and [Bb]human grime,
in [Am]monochrome for [Bb]one
thin dime,
But at [A]least [Am]the trains all [Bb]run
on time but they [Am]don't
go anywhere.
Fa[Bb]cing their Responsibilities
either on their backs or
on their [Am]knees
There are [Bb]ladies who just simply
freeze and dare not
turn [Am]away[Bb][Am][Bb]
And the [Am]widows that re[Bb]fuse
to cry [Am]will be dressed in
garter [Bb]and bow- tie
And be [Am]taught to kick their
[Bb]legs up high in this
[Am]vicious cabaret.

[Verse 3]
At [G#]last! The [A]1998 Show!
The bal[G#]let on the burning [A]stage.
The doc[G#]umentary [A]see
[G#]Upon the fractured [A]screen
The [G#]dreadful poem scrwled upon the crumpled
[G]page...
[Am][Adim][Am][F]

[Verse 4]
[Adim][Am]
There's [A]a pol[D]iceman with an
[Eb]hon est soul that has [D]seen
whose head is [Eb]on the pole
And he [D]grunts and fills his
[Eb]briar bowl with a [D]feeling
of unease.
But he [A]briskly [Am]frisks the [Bb]torn
remains for a
[A]fingerprint [Am]or crims[Bb]on stains
[Am]And endevours to ign[Bb]ore the chins
that he [Am]walks in to
his knees.
while his [Bb]master in the dark
nearby inspects the hands,
with a brutal eye,
[Am]That have never br[Bb]ushed a
lover's thigh but have

[Verse 5]
squeezed [Bb]a nation's th[Am]roat.
[Bb]But [Am]he hu[Bb]ngers i[Am]n his secret[Bb]
dreams for the [Am]harsh
embrace of [Bb]cruel machines
But his [Am]lover is not [Bb]what
she seems and she [Am]will not
leave a note.

[Verse 6]
At [G#]last! The [A]1998 Show!
[G#]The Situation [A]Tragedy
Grand [Am]Opera slick with
[A]soap[G#]
Cliffhangers with no [A]hope
The wa[G#]ter- colour in the flooded gal[Gm]lery...
[Am][F][Adim][Am][Adim][Am][Adim]

[Verse 7]
[Am]Ther[A]e's a girl[D] who'll push
[Eb]but not shove and is
[Dm]desperate for her [Eb]father's love
She be[D]lieves the hand be[Eb]neath
the glove [D]maybe one she
needs to hold.
Though she [A]doubts her [Am]hosts
mor[Bb]alities she de[Am]cides she
is [Bb]more at ease
In the [Am]Land Of Doing [Bb]What
You Please than [Am]outside in
the cold.
[Bb]But the backdrop's peel and the
sets give way and the
cast gets eaten by the [Am]play
There's a [Bb]murderer at the Matinee,
there are dead men
in the [Am]aisles[Bb][Am][Bb]
And the patron[Am]s and [Bb]actors too
are un[A]certain [Am]if the
[Bb]show is through
And [A]with side- long [Am]looks [Bb]await
their cue but the [Am]frozen
mask just smiles.

[Verse 8]
At [G#]last! The 1998 Show!
The torch- song [Bb]no one ever sings
[G#]The curfew chorus [A]line
The [Am]comedy [Bb]divine[Am]
[A]The bul[Bb]ging eyes of puppets strangled by
their strings
[Am][Adim][Cm][Adim]

[Verse 9]
[Am]
[G]There's thr[Am]ills and chills and girls galore,
sing- songs
and sur[Eb]prises
There's [Am]something hear for [Adim]everyone,
[Am](reserve your seat
[G]today)
There's [Am]mischief [Adim]and
malarkies but no [Am]queers or yids or
darkies
Within this bastard's carnival,
[Adim]this vicious[Am] cabaret.

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