Getting Surreal Teclado

	  

Intro: A | A | A | A G D | A | A G D | A | A G D | 
                  (band in) 

           A                    F 
Well, everybody knows when, ah, tell me again 
A                            F 
Fatten up the pig and, baby, let's pretend  
     A                           F 
That I can see the joke at the beginnin' or the end 
E                              F                 G 
Let me know the secret, honey, then I'll be your best friend 
A               F 
Alakazam, Kalakazoo, Salaam 
A                                F 
Meet me in the jungle where they never give a damn 
        A                             F 
If your clothes don't fit, or if your marriage is a sham 
     E                          F           G 
They never weigh a woman by the kilo or the gram 

C                            F 
If you got to make it, baby, make it real 
C                                 Bb         F 
Get up of your knees and tell me, how do you feel? 
C                  F 
Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed 
Bb       F             G#         Bb   | C | C | 
Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal 

      A                           F 
Well, written in the stars is the great big lie 
         A                          F 
That you never get to see until the minute that you die 
       A                               F 
By the time you get to heaven you're a whole 'nother guy 
     E                           F           G 
It's maybe just as well that you never had a third eye 
A                       F 
Little pig, little pig, lock your door 
A                              F 
Take the gun from the wall and even up the score 
      A                         F 
Well, I don't even know who the sun shines for 
    E                      F           G 
And I don't believe what I believe any more 

C                            F 
If you got to make it, baby, make it real 
C                                 Bb         F 
Get up of your knees and tell me, how do you feel? 
C                  F 
Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed 
Bb       F             G#         Bb    
Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal 
C                     F 
Hollywood death smile flash me a grin 
         C                            Bb         F 
Laughin' gas don't cut it when you're rotten within  
C                  F 
Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed 
Bb       F             G#         Bb   | C | C | 
Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal 

Bridge:  
| C | Bb . C . | C | Bb . C . | C | Bb . C . | C | Bb . C . | 

| C Bb F Bb | C | C Bb F Bb | C | 

           nc 
Well, it's hotdog logic in a grapefruit time 

Flutter your eyelids and, honey, you'll be fine 

Throw me your sins and I'll keep 'em with mine 
                                      F           G 
You got a headful of stone and that's somethin' divine 
A                       F 
Get a little head rush, swallow a fly 
A                         F 
Cut off your memories and hang them out to dry 
         A                            F 
It was a beautiful noise but now it's tumbling by 
      E                           F            G 
Well, I was never here, there was never you or I 

C                            F 
If you got to make it, baby, make it real 
C                                 Bb         F 
Get up of your knees and tell me, how do you feel? 
C                  F 
Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed 
Bb       F             G#         Bb    
Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal 
C                     F 
Hollywood death smile flash me a grin 
         C                            Bb         F 
Laughin' gas don't cut it when you're rotten within  
C                  F 
Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed 
Bb       F             G#         Bb   | C | C . Bb F | 
Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal 

| C | C . Bb F | C | C . Bb F | C | C . Bb F | C |