Elder Gods
or the true story of Jack and Jill
Original tune (lyrics only)
NB: For this song I play Am without the index finger on the B string to give it a dissonant sound. It's some kind of fourth note, but no-one's been able to figure out which one.
Oh, and I play it capo 3
| | Em | | D |
| I'm | lying in the | shadows |
| | G | Em |
| At the | bottom of the | hillside |
| | Em | Am |
| Wat | ching all the magic go | awry. |
| | Em | | D |
| My | lover's ringed by | fire, |
| | G | Em |
| In the | circle of | protection, |
| | Em | Am |
| And | bolts of dust are raining | from the sky. |
| | Em | | D |
| Then | down falls my | lover, |
| | G | Em |
| A- | wheezing and a- | screaming, |
| | Em | Am |
| And | balls of light are falling | from the sky. |
| | Em | | D |
| Then | down falls my | lover, |
| | G | Em |
| A- | wheezing and a- | screaming, |
| | Em | Am |
| And | balls of light are falling | from the sky. |
| | Em | | D |
| I | catch her and I | hold her, |
| | G | Em |
| And | she cuffs my bleeding | forehead, |
| | Em | Am |
| And | the stones on the hillside | learn to fly. |
| | Em | | D |
| We | set a burning | fire, |
| | G | Em |
| And | then we blessed the | hillside, |
| | Em | Am |
| We | drew the sacred water | from the well. |
| | Em | | D |
| But I | guess we said the | wrong things, |
| | G | Em |
| For | when we poured out the | water, |
| | Em | Am |
| It | openned up a channel | straight to hell. |
| | Em | | D |
| Now | my lover she lies | helpless, |
| | G | Em |
| What with | burning and with | bleeding, |
| | Em | Am |
| Our | blood soaks softly, wetly | in the earth. |
| | Em | | D |
| I guess | that's what we | wanted, |
| | G | Em |
| And | some day they'll sing | the story, |
| | Em | Am |
| Of how | a true love died to | save the earth. |
October 26, 1999
When love and rituals go wrong . . . play Cthulupunk much?
