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The Day I Lost Everything by the Fatima Mansions

From the Fatima Mansions’ 1989 Against Nature album. Written by Cathal Coughlan. No capo.

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INTRO

[E]

Uh, I’m here on a mission to tell you exactly what can go wrong if you’re not careful. You see, it’s like this: you’re running down the staircase at random. You take one step, you take two steps, you take seven steps, 10 steps, two steps, 15 steps, 19 steps … You’re lying in a heap at the bottom of the staircase – blood, bones, powder, that sort of thing – and you’re wondering, how did I get here? And then you look up and you see … it’s a man in a cowl, it’s a man in a cowl, he opens his face to you – it’s Jimmy Tarbuck. He is saying, kiss the ring! Kiss the ring! And he says, yes, there is a Santa Claus, and anybody who blasphemes against Santa or any of his helpers shall die. What do you do? What do you do?

VERSE 1

You [E] whimper thanks to the heavenly sky
It’s grey is getting lighter [A7]
No [E] peace of mind or sleep for you
You [E] haven’t earned it yet
[A7] And you won’t by dusk, I bet

Un [G] til you learn what [D] futures you’ve de [E] stroyed (yeah! oh!)
We [G] musn’t see you [D] sulk or get an [Asus4] noyed … no

CHORUS 1

[C] On the [C7] day I lost [F] everything
They [C] couldn’t [C7] help e [F] nough
They [C] shot my [C7] veins full of [F] gelatine
I said, [G] thank you very [F] much, you’re too kind!

VERSE 2

[E] While they lived in luxury
I [E] made do with money
[A7] Sweet money
And [E] now I’m going to measure the rain
And [E] you can sit and watch me
[A7] Look! Look! (oh!)

Don’t even [G] think about not [D] answering your [E] phone
It [G] might be me and I [D] know you’re always [Asus4] home

CHORUS 2

[C] On the [C7] day I lost [F] everything
They [C] couldn’t [C7] help e [F] nough
They [C] stopped my [C7] clock and they [F] folded my wings
I said, [G] thank you very [F] much for

INTERLUDE

[E] Everything [Emaddb11] it [E] means [Emaddb11]
[E] I’m gonna [Emaddb11] de [E] stroy you [Emaddb11] (with my slings and my bullets)

CHORUS 3

[C] On the [C7] day I lost [F] everything
The [C] sky was [C7] purest [F] white
And the [C] clocks had [C7] stopped so I [F] started to sing
The [G] magpie sleeps to [F] night

OUTRO

[C] [C7] [F]

On the day I lost everything
Aw aw aw
Ooh ohh ooh
Yes