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Lost in the flood
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Intro:  Em  D

    C                    D                     G             Bm
The ragamuffin gunner is returnin' home like a hungry runaway
   C                       D
He walks through town all alone
                    G                                   Bm
He must be from the fort he hears the high school girls say
    D                          D/C                        Em             Bm
His countryside's burnin' with wolfman fairies dressed in drag for homicide
    C                  D                  G               Bm
The hit and run, plead sanctuary, neath a holy stone they hide
        C                  D              G                    Bm
They're breakin' beams and crosses with a spastic's reelin' perfection
C                     D                       G                      Bm
nuns run bald through Vatican halls pregnant, pleadin' immaculate conception
    D                      D/C              Em               Bm
And everybody's wrecked on Main Street from drinking unholy blood
C                       D                         C      Bm       Em
Sticker smiles sweet as Gunner breathes deep, his ankles caked in mud
           C           D           Em                C         D          Em
And I said Hey, gunner man, that's quicksand, that's quicksand that ain't mud
         C           D      Em                    C         D      Em    Am  D 
Have you thrown your senses to the war or did you lose them in the flood?
     C             D             G                    Bm
That pure American brother, dull-eyed and empty-faced
C                D           G                 Bm
Races Sundays in Jersey in a Chevy stock super eight
             D                                    D/C
He rides her low on the hip, on the side he's got Bound For Glory
   Em                        Bm
In red, white and blue flash paint
   C                         D                   C             Bm        Em    D
He leans on the hood telling racing stories, the kids call him Jimmy The Saint
          Em                        G                  Am                       Em
Well that blaze and noise boy, he's gunnin' that bitch loaded to blastin' point
                           G                 Am                Em
He rides head first into a hurricane and disappears into a point
            D                                     D/C
And there's nothin' left but some blood where the body fell
         Em                          Bm
That is, nothin' left that you could sell
     C                   D               C      Bm        Em
Just junk all across the horizon, a real highwayman's farewell
           C            D            Em        C          D          Em
And I said Hey kid, you think that's oil? Man, that ain't oil that's blood
  C                  D                Em
I wonder what he was thinking when he hit that storm
   C           D           Em    Am  D  D  Am  Em
Or was he just lost in the flood?
       C                 D            G                 Bm
Eighth Avenue sailors in satin shirts whisper in the air
     C               D                      G                 Bm
Some storefront incarnation of Maria, she's puttin' on me the stare
    D             D/C                    Em                  Bm
And Bronx's best apostle stands with his hand on his own hardware
C                          D                      C         Bm     Em
Everything stops, you hear five, quick shots, the cops come up for air
            Em                   G               Am              Em
And now the whizz-bang gang from uptown, they're shootin' up the street
                                   G 
And that cat from the Bronx starts lettin' loose
            Am                  Em
but he gets blown right off his feet
         D                            D/C          Em                  Bm
And some kid comes blastin' round the corner but a cop puts him right away
   C                                            D
He lays on the street holding his leg screaming something in Spanish
      C              Bm        Em
Still breathing when I walked away
                  C       D           Em                
And somebody said Hey man did you see that?
                 C                  D         Em
His body hit the street with such a beautiful thud
  C               D             Em   C           D           Em
I wonder what the dude was sayin' or was he just lost in the flood?
C        D           Em          C             D           Em
Hey man, did you see that, those poor cats are sure messed up
  C           D                 Em       C                  D           Em  Am  D
I wonder what they were getting into, or were they all just lost in the flood?

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