Judgement Of The Moon And Stars Ludwigs Tune Cifras

[Intro]
 
C G Bm Em D Bb F C Em A
 
[Verse 1]
 
D     G
No tongue in the bell and the fishwives yell
Em
But they might as well be mute
G         C             C6      Am    Bm
So you get to keep the pictures, that don't seem like much
Bm          Em              D
Cold white keys under your fingers
                               Bb
Now you're thinking that's no substitute
   F           C                    Em              A
It just don't do it like the song of a warm, warm body loving your touch
 
[Verse 2]
D        G                                Em
In the court they carve your legend with an apple in its jaw
G         C             C6            Am       Bm
And the women that you wanted, they get their laughs
 Bm          Em                D
Long silk stockings on the bedposts of refinement
            Bb                       F
You're too raw, they think you're too raw
            C              G        C      Em            A
It's the judgement of the moon and stars, your solitary path
 
[Bridge 1]
                G
Draw yourself a bath
                    Bm7        G
Think what you'd like to have for supper
            G              D                F
Or take a walk, a park, a bridge, a tree, a river
C           G               F  Em   C
Revoked but not yet cancelled, the gift goes on
C          G      A
In silence, in a bell jar, still a song
 
[Musical Break]
 
G Am G  C Am Bm Em D Bb C G C Em A Bb C Bb C F  G C Am Bm C D
 
[Verse 3]
D                G
You've got to shake your fists at lightning now
                         Em
You've got to roar like forest fire
G              C       C6             Am    Bm
You've got to spread your light like blazes all across the sky
Bm                Em              D
They're going to aim the hoses on you
                     Bb
Show 'em you won't expire
        C           G     C        Bm              A
Not till you burn up every passion, not even when you die
 
[Bridge 2]
                         G
Come on now, you've got to try
                      Bm7                G
If you're feeling contempt, well then you tell it
                  G             D                    F
If you're tired of the silent night, Jesus, well then you yell it
C                      G
Condemned to wires and hammers
F             Em             Am
Strike every chord that you feel
C              Bm         G                A
That broken trees and elephant ivories conceal!
 
[Outro]
 
C Bm7 A
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