{Duration:05:00 [Em][D][Dsus2][Em] [C]W[D]indy [Em]bus stop Click [D]Shop window [C]Heel[G][D][Dsus4][E7] [C]S[D]hady [Em]gentleman [D]Fly button [C]Feel[G][D][Dsus4][E7] In the [G]under[D]pass the [C]blind man [G]stands With [D]cold flute [B7]hands [F]Symphony m[C]atch seller bre[A]ath out of tim[D]e[Dsus4] You can [G]call me on ano[B7]ther lin[Em]e [C]In[D]dian [Em]restaurants that [D]curry my [C]brain [G][D][Dsus4] [C]News[D]paper [Em]warriors [D]changing the [C]names[G][D][Dsus4] they [G]adver[D]tise from the [F]station [G]stand With [D]cold print [B7]hands [F]Symphony [C]word player [A]I'll be your head[D]line [Dsus4] If you [G]catch me an[B7]other t[Em]ime [C]Didn't m[D]ake[Dsus4] her with my Baker Street Ruse [E7][A7][E7] [E]Couldn't sh[D]ake[Dsus4] her with my Baker Street Bruise [E7][A7][E7] [E]Like to tak[D]e h[D]er [Dsus4]but I'm just a Baker Street Muse [E7][A7][E7] [C]Ale [D]spew [Em]puddle brew [D]Boys throw it up [C]clean [G][D][Dsus4] [C] Coke[D] and [Em]Bacardi [D]colours them [C]green[G][D][Dsus4] From the [G]typing [D]pool goes the [C]mini skirted [G]princess with [C]great [B7]finesse [F]Fertile [C]earth mother your burial [A]mound is fifty feet [D]down[Dsus4] in the [G]Baker Street [B7]underground [Em](What the hell!) [C]Walking [D]down the [Em]gutter [D]thinking[Dsus4] How the [G]hell am I [B7]today [C]Well I [D]didn't [Em]really ask [D]you but [G]thanks all the [B7]same [F]Big b[C]ottled [G]fraulein[F] put yo[C]ur weight o[G]n me [F]Said the[C] pygmy to the w[G]hore [F]Desperate[C] for more in hi[G]s assa[D]ult upon the mou[C]ntain[G] little m[F]an hi[C]s youth[G] a fountain over[F]drafted [C]and still c[G]ounting [F]vernacul[C]ar verbose[G] an a[F]ttempt in gettin[C]g clo[G]se to wh[D]ere he came from[C][G] in the doo[F]rway of t[C]he stars[G] between Blan[F]dford Stree[C]t and Mars[G] [F]proposit[C]ion[G] deal[F] f[C]ly but[G]ton feel [D]testicle[C] testing [D]wallet ever bu[C]lging[G] [F]dressed to the l[C]eft divulging th[G]e wri[F]nkles of his[C] years[G] wedding [F]bell ind[C]uce[G]d fears[F] shedding be[C]ll [G]end tears in the poc[D]ket of her resis[C]tance[G] interna[F]tional assi[C]sta[G]nce flowing generou[F]s and fu[C]ll[G] to h[F]is never read[C]y tool[G] pulls his eyes[F] over he[C]r wool[G] [D]and he shudders as he c[C]omes [D]and my rudder slowly tu[C]rns me into the M[G]arylebone Road[D] [D] [G]And here slip I dragging one foot in the gutter[Em] [D]in the midnight [Am]echo of the [C]shop that sells cheap rad[D]ios [Dsus4] [G]And there sits she no bed no bread no b[Em]utter[D] on a double [Am]yellow line [C]where she can park anyt[D]ime [Dsus4] [G]Old Lady Grey crash barrier wal[Em]tzer[D] some only son's m[Am]other [C]Baker Street c[D]asual[Dsus4]ty [G]Oh Mr Policeman blue shirt ballet m[Em]aster [D] Feet in sticking pl[Am]aster m[C]ove the old lady [D]on [Dsus4] [G]Strange pas de deux his Romeo to her Ju[Em]liet [D] [D]Her sleeping dr[Am]aught his po[C]isoned regret No dr[C]unken bums all[D]owed to sl[C]eep here [D]in the crowded emptin[G]ess [G]Oh officer let me send her to a cheap[Em] hotel [D] I'll pay the bill and m[Am]ake her well l[C]ike hell you bloody w[D]ill![Dsus4] [C]No do good [D]over kill [C]We must teach them t[D]o be still more indep[G]end[Em]ent [E] [Em]I have no ti[D]me for Time Magaz[C]ine or Rolling Stone [Em] [Em]I have no wi[D]sh for wishing we[C]lls or wishing bones [Em] [Em]I have no ho[D]use in the countr[C]y I have no motor car [Em] [G]And if you think I'm jokin[D]g then I[C]'m just a one line joker in a public bar [Em] [Em]And it seems there's no body l[D]eft for t[C]ennis; and I'm a one band man [Em] [G]And I want no Top Twenty f[D]uner[C]al or a hundred grand [Em] [Em]There was a [D]little boy stood on a [Em]burning log [G]rubbing his h[D]ands w[Bm]ith glee[B7] [G]He said Oh Mother Engla[D]nd did yo[Em]u light my sm[A]ile [Am]or did you l[C]ight this fire under [D]me [B7] [G]One day I'll be a mi[D]nstrel in the gallery [Em] [G]And paint you a pictu[D]re of the queen[B7] And i[G]f sometimes I s[D]ing to a cy[Em]nical degr[A]ee [Am] [Am]it's just the[C] nonsense that it see[D]ms[B7] [G]So I drift down throu[D]gh the Baker Street val[Em]ley [G]in my steep sided un [D]reality[B7] And when [G]all is said and a[D]ll is done I couldn't wish for a better [Em]one[A] [Am]It's a rea[C]l life ripe dead certaint[D]y [B7] that I'm just a Baker Street Muse