Dsus2 All the Vaudeville bums are here, out on Panic Beach
I hear them talk about the palace
But its so far out of reach
So I'll do my time
Then say goodbye to Panic Beach
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
*Verse 3 - same chords has verse 2*
The visionary theatric strikes a juggler's seesan tune and the dying swan pirouettes and fawns by the light of the street lamp moon When my trunk is filled with taffeta Those big time hacks won't laugh at us When my taps are mado of silver I can make the kiddies thrill for just one buck and wing Yeah, I will nail them to my heel and the pnaic choir sings
*Chorus II - same chords as Chorus*
Here comes a lucky little thing to panic beach yeah, you know we got to teach him how to sing While we're stuck on panic beach Ah, the way ya hear em say it Doesn't seem so out of reach So I'll do my time Then say goodbye to Panic Beach Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
*Little waltzy instrumental not completely figured out - I just goof around on the D A E Bm, but its not right*
*Verse 4 - same chords as verse 2 except no chord over first line - pick up with F#m in second line* Well the landlord gets a free show, every Saturday at six Sometimes on Sunday all dependin on whatever kind of mood he's in I keep his glass filled up with sherry And sing him all his favorite songs If a tear comes to his eye, he may let A month go by before he takes away my key Oh, that sherry, starts to taste real good to me
Hey mam look at me on panic beach I may be hungry but my rent is free up on panic beach yeah, I can almost see the palace No longer out of reach So I'll do my time Then say goodbye to Panic Beach Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye