{intro} D D Em A7 x2 

             D 
And so the story goes they wore the clothes 
             D                          Em         A 
They said the things to make it seem improbable 
            D                        D    Em A 
The whale of a lie like they hope it was 
         D 
And the Goodmen of Tomorrow 
    D 
Had their feet in the wallow 
        Em 
And their heads of Brawn, were nicer shorn 
     A                                       D                 D 
And how they bought their positions with saccharin and trust. 
         Em                      A           D D 
The world was asleep to our latent fuss. 
Em 
Sighing the swirl through the streets 
         A 
Like the crust of the sun 
Bm 
The Bewlay Brothers 
         A 
in our Wings that Bark 
          G 
Flashing teeth of Brass 
          F# 
Standing tall in the dark 
             Em 
Oh, We were Gone | ----- 
                        G 
Hanging out with your Dwarf Men 
                  Em 
We were so turned on 
                  G 
By your lack of Conclusions 
 

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I was Stone and he was Wax 

So he could scream and still relax, unbelievable 

And we frightened the small children away 

And our talk was old and dust would flow 

Thru our veins and Lo! it was midnight 

Back o' the kitchen door 

Like the grim face on the Cathedral floor 

And the solid book we wrote 

Cannot be found today 

It was stalking time for the Moonboys 

The Bewlay Brothers 

With our backs on the arch 

In the Devil-may-be-here 

But He can't sing above that 

Oh, We were Gone 

Real Cool Traders 

We were so Turned On 

You thought we were Fakers 
 

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Now the dress is hung, the ticket pawned 

the Factor Max that proved the fact 

is melted down, 

And woven on the edging of my pillow 

Now my Brother lays upon the Rocks 

He could be dead.  He could be not, 

He could be You. 

He's Camelian, comedian Corinthian and Caricature 

"Shooting-up Pie-in-the-Sky" 

The Bewlay Brothers 

In the feeble and the Bad 

The Bewlay Brothers 

In the Blessed and Cold 

In the Crutch-hungry dark 

Was where we flayed our Mark 

Oh, We were Gone 

Kings of Oblivion 

We were so Turned On 

In the Mind-Warp Pavilion 
 

Bm               A 
Lay me Place and bake me Pie 
      G               Em 
I'm starving for me Gravy 
Bm                    A 
Leave my shoes, and door unlocked 
    G               Em 
I might just slip away 
              F 
Just for the Day, Hey!               {Repeat last 2 lines into fade} 
             Bm 
Please come Away, Hey!