Saturday, April 11, 2009

Song 9: Medea

Extinction events and Greek myths. What more could you want in a song?

Medea

| Am | Am | Am | E7 | E7 | E7 | E7 | Am |
| Am | Am | Am | E7 | E7 | E7 | E7 | Am |
| Dm | Dm | Am | Am | Cdim7 | Cdim7 | G7 | G7 |
| C | E7 | A | A7 | D7 | G7 | C | E7 |

A long long time before you were even here
Before your ancestors landed on these shores
The whole world suffocated on something in the air
But it overtook them so slowly they kept on making more
There were green things and brown things growing endlessly
Spilling out their toxins into air and into sea
Every word I'm telling you is true
So please believe me when I say that all of this created you

You can't divide everything without leaving a remainder
You can't boil cabbage without splitting a few heads
There's just so much that you can wrap around your brain, dear
So few hours we aren't asleep inside our beds
If you're not part of the solution, you're the precipitate
Even if you swear to change, the hour's growing late
Every word I'm telling you is true
So please believe me when I say that this applies you

In ancient Greece they told a tale of a man with a golden fleece
He had a wife and kids but decided to trade them in
The first wife she wept and wailed and couldn't find no peace
For revenge she took her kids aside and did them in
The people speak in horror of this woman going mad
But deep inside each one of us is a Medea who's been had
Every word I'm telling you is true
So believe me when I say that this could happen to you

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