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The Holy Fool Lyrics
CHARLOTTE THE QUEEN
(Gtr: CGCGCE capo 5th)
Charlotte's wearing her crown again
Once a high school beauty with a court of friends
Now the nation gets to worship her too
And fall in love with the girl I knew
Chorus:
Charlotte the Queen
On the cover of every magazine
Dressed up like prom night
In sequins and spotlights
Charlotte the Queen
On every paper and TV screen
Charlotte the Queen
She never visits her family
This town's too small for her majesty
She only calls her old friends like me
When she needs someone to kiss her ring (Chorus)
Bridge:
Her success means nothing less than royalty
And she won't be happy
Until the whole country is on its knees
Charlotte smiles for the camera lens
I wonder if she remembers when
She was crying on graduation night
Her yearbook photo didn't turn out right
(Chorus & Bridge)
Charlotte the Queen
Charlotte the Queen seems to have everything
Charlotte the Queen
Charlotte the Queen
TWO PEOPLE
(Gtr: CGCGCE capo 5th)
Two people am I
One lives forever the other will die
All in good time
I'm a two-sided man
Two wings on my back
Two feet in the sand
Trying to stand
The invisible angel and the man of clay
Two people are you
The girl of earth and water
And the winged spirit too
Hidden from view
We're captured in grace
Like tiny birds in a small wooden cage
But we're flying someday
The invisible angel and the man of clay
These dirt legs fall down
These wings get muddy
And drag on the ground
Selfish and proud
But understand when I say
This love for you is never halfway
It's from one and the same
The invisible angel and the man of clay
The invisible angel and the man of clay
Two people am I...
SHE'S SO GOOD
(Gtr: CGCGCE capo 3rd)
She's an armchair psychologist
She analyzes every kiss
Suspicious when he says he loves her
She worries that he talks too much about his mother - Woh...
She's a film critic in her living room
Black and white movies, color cartoons
Ashamed of all the time she's spending
Rewinding the happy endings
Chorus:
Oh no, she's never been cool
Just ask anyone from her high school
Beautiful but crazy
She plays the holy fool
She's so good if she's in love with you
She's so good if she's in love with you
She's an amateur astrologer
Checks her heart with Jupiter
Reading the back of the Sunday paper
Wondering which sign is gonna save her
She's a fashion model in her bedroom mirror
A singing star when no one can hear her
She wonders where her money goes
A shiny diamond in her nose
(Repeat Chorus)
She's so good, she's so good
She's so good
DAVID & MARIE
(Gtr: CGDGBD capo 3rd)
Somewhere in this swirling sea
Of time and space infinity
Two bodies collide as they meet
They look a bit like you and me
But for the sake of clarity
We'll say their names are David & Marie
The universe's forces join
To push them to this impact point
There is no random chance
No heartless happenstance
In the meeting of David & Marie
Somewhere on their honeymoon
At three a.m. in a darkened room
David can't get to sleep
Marie's quiet at his side
Both barely twenty years wise
Too young to look before they leap
They trip and stumble out of place
Gently falling into grace
There is no random chance
No heartless happenstance
In the love of David & Marie
Somewhere far away from home
At midnight on a desert road
David wonders where he is
He pulls over in his car
To get his bearings from the stars
And tries to remember her kiss
Fifteen hundred miles away
Marie counts stars and counts the days
And each says a prayer more
For God to keep pulling for
Two dreamers - David & Marie
Two dreamers - David & Marie
A FEAT OF AMAZING GRACE
(Gtr: CGCGCE capo 5th)
Church ladies sweat in their Sunday dress suits
Fanning themselves trying to stay cool
Bright polyester stretched to extremes
Tan hose straining at the seams
Chorus:
It's a feat of balance
Give and take
A feat of amazing grace
A feat of amazing grace
Afternoon supper in the fellowship hall
Greasy fried chicken, egg salad - eat it all
Banana pudding and dry sponge cake
Try to keep it all on a paper plate
(Repeat Chorus)
Everybody know everything in this town
Ugly words are whispered around
But everyone's an angel on Sunday
Sugar smile - Southern ways
(Repeat Chorus)
Stained glass - white paint
Wood cross - collection plate
Choir robe - sing it again
Electric organ - old time hymn...
The reverend preaches till his voice gives out
Scares the kids when he starts to shout
Stories of love keep'em on track
A dose of the devil keeps'em coming back
(Repeat Chorus)
THE GREAT MYSTERY
(Gtr: CGCGCD capo 2nd)
I tug on the threads of my soul
Unwrap the layers of my wounded heart
I'm dying the deeper I go
Unwinding the darkest parts
Down to the core
Yearning for more than any can see
Trying to unravel, unravel, unravel the Great Mystery
We unlock the myths and the fables
Untangle the holiest words
Tear at the fabric of heaven
Twist in the folds and turns
Pray from the altars and temples and churches
From down on our knees
Trying to unravel, unravel, unravel the Great Mystery
We put our own spin on creation
With every new child and every new song
We paint on the cave and the canvas
Scratch at the poem, chip at the stone
Search in the names and the metaphors
Looking for what to believe
Trying to unravel, unravel, unravel the Great Mystery
Trying to unravel, unravel, unravel the Great Mystery
FEDERICO FELLINI
(Gtr: DGDGBbE capo 2nd)
(*An unauthorized biography with some slight historical inaccuracies*)
Federico Fellini - seven years old
Can't wait to close his eyes and fall asleep
The lights go down, the credits roll
The dreamer and his swirling pictures meet
He named the posts of his bed after
Four cinema theaters in Rome
Federico Fellini - sketching cartoons
Grasping half-awake at half-remembered scenes
Drawing in his book of dreams
He seems to be obsessed with female anatomy
This proves to be of interest
To his psychoanalyst in Rome
Lai, lai, lai, lai...
Federico Fellini - making movies
Chasing after boyhood fantasies
The circus, the clown, the strongman, the fool
The seashore, the showgirl, the autobiography
His films gain popularity
When condemned by the papacy in Rome
Lai, lai, lai, lai...
Federico Fellini, seventy-three
Takes sleeping pills so he can fall asleep
There's no money in Italy
To take his latest picture to the screen
The Academy gives him a lifetime award
He dies in five months in a hospital ward in Rome
FIRST CLASS TICKET
(CGCGCD capo 1st)
Every morning he's up at seven
Every night he's home by the same
Perfect car, perfect house, perfect family
Perfect life, who could complain
Chorus:
If life is like an airplane
He wants to be a rocket
And carry the whole world
In his front coat pocket
But who can say what makes a holy man
There's no first class ticket to the promised land
There's no first class ticket to the promised land
Every day, his soul feels a little better
Late at night he's worrying less
A pair of wings for his shoes of leather
Fly him home in his Sunday best
(Repeat Chorus)
He can't pretend to have all the answers
No one knows what's in store after this
He'll place his bets and take his chances
Do his best just to exist
(Repeat Chorus)
SWEET NADYA
(Gtr: CGDGBD drop-D capo 5th)
Moscow is burning
The colors are coming down
Revolution is turning
And scattering ashes on the ground
But far from the noise of the streets
Sweet Nadya sleeps
War drums are sounding
Red sirens strike at the air
Heavy boots are pounding
And paving the way to the square
But while her whole nation weeps
Sweet Nadya sleeps
Bridge:
I wouldn't dare to wake her
She's only six years old
No earthly force could shake her
Or take her heart of gold
Morning smoke is rising
There's not a soul on the streets
As if the whole world were waiting
To see what this new day will bring
And with a smile like some secret she keeps
Sweet Nadya sleeps
Sweet Nadya sleeps
CHRISTMAS IN THE ASHRAM
(Gtr: CGCGCD capo 3rd)
From the west to the east
They left their homes in search of peace
A transcendental mystic yogi
Took them in, he was kind and holy
California to Bombay
They travelled far to sing and pray
But on the last week of the year
Their songs became a little weird
Chorus:
Singing Om Alleluia - Hare Hare Krishna
In Excelsis Deo - Rama Bolo Rama Bolo
Gloria Gloria - Govinda Gopala
Om Noel - Jay Siya Ram
Christmas in the Ashram
The guru must be out of town
There's tinsel in Vishnu's crown
Someone hung a Christmas star
From one of Shiva's extra arms
There's egg nog in the black spice tea
Lotus petals on evergreen
Incense burners green and red
Santa hats on shaven heads
(Repeat Chorus)
They sang Gospels and Upanishads
Psalms and Vedas praising God
Maybe Christ and Krishna are amused
When humans get a little bit confused
(Repeat Chorus)
ABRAHAM HAS FALLEN
(Baglama: GG dd Ggg)
Face as dark as the fertile earth
Hands hard as the life he found
No earthly sound in the field was heard
When his knees finally hit the ground
Chorus:
Ah, Abraham has fallen down
Ah, fallen down
No white man brought him to his knees
No curse could scar his dignity
This land was promised to his seed
And he took it for eternity
(Repeat Chorus)
He's not the Hebrew prophet of old
But he's no ordinary man
He made of covenant of his own
And found his own Canaan land
(Repeat Chorus)
His grandson found him lying there
A look of peace upon his face
And all his family gathered around
And buried him in his favorite place
(Repeat Chorus)
DEEPER THAN MY OWN NAME
(Gtr: CGCGCE capo 5th)
John and Maxine bought a house in Maryland in 1941
It was the second Great War before my father was born
He was their youngest son
John worked late hours - drove a D.C. bus
Brought buffalo nickels to the kids
Maxine did the best that she could to raise a family
So far from her home and kin
Chorus:
Their story and my story are the same
Their lives run through these veins
Deeper than my own name
They named their dog Texas
And hung a Lone Star map upon the wall
John wore string ties when he was still alive
And had a smile for one and all
John's grandfather drove a horse and wagon
A one man medicine show
He carried music in a windup Victrola
He was alway on the road
Sounds like somebody I know
(Repeat Chorus)
Over centuries this heart in me was made
With drops of history
Running deeper than my own name
All songs copyright 2000 by Chris Rosser (BMI)
