Genesis - Squonk

Dm7               C&D

Like father, like son

Dm7                          C&D

Not flesh nor fish nor bone, a red rag hangs from an open mouth

Dm7                              C&D

Alive at both ends but a little dead in the middle

Dm7                           C&D

A-tumbling and a-bumbling he will go

Em7&A                     F#m7&A 

All the king's horses and all the king's men

      Em7&A                     F#m7&A 

could never put a smile on that face



He's a sly one, he's a shy one, wouldn't you be too?

Scared to be left all on his own

Hasn't a, hasn't a friend to play with the ugly duckling

The pressure on, the bubble will burst before our eyes

All the while in perfect time 

his tears are falling on the ground

But if you don't stand up you don't stand a chance!





C&D         Dm7             Gm7                Gm        Dmsus2,4   Dm add E

Go a little faster now, you might get there in time

F       Am7          Dm7      Dm7  Em7  Dm7  Em7

Mirror mirror on the wall

    Eb                              Bb           F

his heart was broken long before he ever came to you

          Am7         Dm7      Dm7  Em7  Dm7  Em7

Stop your tears from falling

    Eb                                 Bb            F 

The trail they leave is very clear for all to see at night

       Am7

all to see at night











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In season, out of season

what's the dff'rence when you don't know the reason?

In one hand bread, the other a stone

the hunter enters the forest

All are not huntsmen who blow thw huntsman's horn

By the look of this one, you've not got much to fear



Here I am, I'm very firce and fright'ning

Come to match my skill to yours

Now listen here, listen to me, don't you run away now

I am a friend, I'd really like to play with you

Making noises my little furry friend would make

I'll trick him, then I'll kick him into my sack

You'd better watch out, you'd better watch out



I've got you, I've got you, you'll never get away

Walking home that night

the sack across my back, the sound of sobbing on my shoulder

when suddenly it stopped

I opened up the sack, all that I had

a pool of bubbles and tears

just a pool of tears





Bsus4  B                    F#m 

       All in all you are a very dying race

A                    E 

Placing trust upon a cruel world

                  B                  

You never had the things you thought you should have had

    F#m 

and you'll not get them now

             A                                    E             B 

and all the while in perfect time your tears are falling on the ground