[ Предположительная тональность: A ] "Let's sing another song, boys, this one has grown old and bitter..." Intro: A A E A Asus4 A Ah his fingernails, I see they're broken D A Asus4 A His ships, they're all on fire Bm The moneylender's lovely little daughter A Asus4 A Ah, she's eaten, she's eaten with desire C#m F#m(iv) She spies him through the glasses C#m D A Asus4 A From the pawnshops of her wicked father C#m F#m(iv) She hails him with a microphone C#m D A Asus4 A That some poor singer, just like me, had to leave her Bm A Asus4 A She tempts him with a clarinet F#m E She waves a Nazi dagger A E A Asus4 A She finds him lying in a heap E A Asus4 A She wants to be his woman D He says, "Yes, I just might go to sleep A Asus4 A But kindly leave, leave the future, leave it open." Bm He stands where it is steep A Asus4 A Oh I guess he thinks that he's the very first one C#m F#m His hand upon his leather belt now C#m D A Asus4 A Like it was the wheel of some big ocean liner C#m F#m And she will learn to touch herself so well C#m D A Asus4 A As all the sails burn down like paper Bm A Asus4 A And he has lit the chain F#m E Of his famous cigarillo A E A Asus4 A Ah, they'll never, they'll never ever reach the moon E A Asus4 A At least not the one that we're after Bm It's floating broken on the open sea, look out there, my friends A And it carries no survivors C#m F#m But let's leave these lovers wondering C#m D A Asus4 A Why they cannot have each other C#m F#m And let's sing another song, boys C#m D A Asus4 A This one has grown old and bitter Bm La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la A La, la, la, la, la, la,... Bm La, la, la... A La... Outro: Bm