Flightless Bird, American Mouth

I was a (Emaj7)quick, wet (E6)boy,

diving too (C#m)deep for coins.

All of your (A)streetlight eyes wide on my (B)plastic toys.

Then, when the (Emaj7)cops closed the fair,

I cut my (C#m)long baby hair,

stole me a (A)dogeared map and called for you (B)ev'rywhere.

(B7)Have I (Emaj9)found you?

(C#m)Flightless bird, (B)jealous, (B7)weeping, or (E)lost you?

(C#m)American mouth, (G#m)(A)big pill,

(B)(B5)looming. Now I'm a (Emaj7)fat house cat nursing my (C#m11)sore,

blunt (C#m)tongue and (C#m7)watching the (A)warm poison rats curl through the (B)wide (Bsus)fence (B)cracks.

(B9)Pissing on (Emaj9)magazine photos.

Those (C#m9)fishing lures (C#m)thrown in the cold (A)and clean

(Amaj7)Blood of Christ (B)mountain stream.

(B9)Have I (Emaj7)found you, (C#m)flightless bird,

(A)grounded, (B)(C#m)(B9)bleeding, or (Emaj7)lost you?

(C#m)American mouth, (Amaj9)big pill,

(B)stuck (C#m)(B9)going down.

(C#m)Ooh, (A)ooh, ooh,

(B9)ooh, ooh,

(B)ooh, (B9)ooh, (Emaj7)ooh,

(C#m)ooh, (A)ooh, (B)ooh, (Amaj13)ooh, (B9)ooh, (Emaj7)ooh,

(C#m)ooh.