Cm Gm Cm Gm Cm Religious iconography giving you the creeps? Cm Gm I feel rougher than a disco lizard Cm Gm tongue along your cheek Cm The rise of the machines Cm Gm Cm Gm I must admit you gave me something momentarily Cm In which I could believe Cm But the hand of harsh reality's un-gloved And it's on its way back in to scoop you up But not on my watch I won't stay with you my love Cm D The way some science fiction does Reflections in the silver screen of strange societies Swamp monster with a hard-on for connectivity The ascension of the C.R.E.A.M Mass panic on a not too distant future colony Quantitative easing I want to make a simple point about peace and love But in a sexy way where it's not obvious Highlight dangers and send out hidden messages D Cm Cm D D Cm I've got the world on a wire in my little Cm D mirror mirror on the wall D Cm Cm D Cm Gm In the pocket of my raincoat Cm So I tried to write a song to make you blush But I've a feeling that the whole thing may well just D End up too clever for its own good Gm Cm Gm Cm Gm The way some science fiction does | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsCm D Gm |