La Cosa Nostra chords by The Pocket Gods
Verse 1
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Sing me songs of
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Lacaze and
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Hofstra
Tales of the
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Knights
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Templar
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A
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D
Tell me that all the lies are true
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D
We will be born again
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Sing me songs of the
Holy
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Grail
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A
the secrets behind the veil
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Tell me now
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G
D
that she shall reign
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and you'll be rescued
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Sing a song to the end of time
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A
No meaning, just codes and rhyme
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A
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Tell me that I will be king
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D
You shall be my queen
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D
You shall be my queen
Sing me songs of
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D
LaCasse and his tribe
Tales of the
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Knights
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Templar
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D
Tell me now that I am true
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D
We will be born again
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D
Yes, we will be born again
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D
Yes, we will be born again
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That evening at dinner,
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the sangriale manifested itself in a
John
Peel of thunder and a
Ray
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D
Manzarek of light mithfire.
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A
But it was hidden beneath a touching cloth of white marmite sandwiches,
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and it supplied
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G
everyone with a wonderful nub
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G
cutlet and free porno cleaners.
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Inspired,
Gawain responded
by swearing to vote
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D
Labour in the quest of the
Sangreal,
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even though he was buggered by
A
Norris at
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Eton for at least a year and a day,
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G
or until he
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saw it with the help
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of magic mushrooms.
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Arthur, being a good
Tory fellow, was displeased,
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D
knowing that all his other knights would follow
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A
And many would die in the quest for champagne,
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A
mushy peas, and socialism.
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D
And the round table would never be the same,
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D
nor the world see its like again, for I have
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loved them like a
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Pope as well as my life,
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wherefore it shall grieve me right sore in
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D
the posterior, the de -partition of this fellowship,
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G
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for I have an old custom to have them all
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up the jacksie in my fellowship.
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In this acid -house trance state he saw
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another night appear and
be healed by the sangriale, and then steal his mars bar, helm,
and sword, but paralysed
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A
by his own sin he could
do nothing.
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A
When he fully awoke,
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D
mars bar less and weapon less,
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he walked on through the forest to
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a hermit called
Peter
Noone, who was once of a beat
combo in the 1260s.
He explained how sinful he was
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for getting a portion with
Guinevere and for fighting for
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his own glory and not
David
Cameroon's.
Lancelot repented and formed
a cabaret duo with the
Hermit playing
British
Legions where they made merry with
cheap ale and partook of the meat raffle.
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