The Black Lodge Foe
The Black Lodge by Foe
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[G]There's a little [Bm]boy lost [F#]out in the [G]woods,
With [G]tangerine [Bm]jeans and [F#]black leather [G]boots,
"[G]Mummy I'm [Bm]ready, I've [F#]got you the [G]loot,
Come [G]back to me [Bm]Mummy I'm [F#]scared without [G]you."
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[G]There's a little [Bm]girl lost [F#]out in the [G]woods,
With [G]cherry-red [Bm]lips and [F#]sick on her [G]boots,
"[G]Honey I'm [Bm]sorry I [F#]kissed another [G]boy,
Cause [G]honey I just [F#]needed to be [Bm]loved,
And [G]honey I can't [F#]live without your [Bm]love."
There's a [G]breeze in the [G]trees singing,
Your [G]black heart, your [Bm]black heart needs a [F#]transplant,
[G]Bad luck has [G]ground you [G]down,
Down [Bm]in the mud where the [F#]worms spin round and round.
[G]You can't ignore those evil voices [Bm]when you sleep at [F#]night,
[G]If you ignore those evil voices, [Bm]you might sleep at [F#]night.
[G]There's an [Bm]old toy lost [F#]out in the [G]woods,
With [G]tired yellow [Bm]eyes in its [F#]wires it [G]lies,
[G]Chewed by the [Bm]wolves, thrown [F#]away by a [G]child,
[G]All it ever [F#]wanted was your [Bm]love,
And [G]children, I was [F#]made to have your [Bm]love.
There's a breeze in the trees singing,
Your black heart, your black heart needs a transplant,
Bad luck has ground you down,
Down in the mud where the worms spin round and round.
You can't ignore those evil voices when you sleep at night,
If you ignore those evil voices, you might sleep at night.
Then the [Bm]witch came out from her[Em] gingerbread house,
Singing "[A]Little girl, little boy, [G]little old [F#]toy,
You can [Bm]all live with me, in my [Em]house made of sweets,
I'll put [A]clothes on your back, [G]shoes on your [F#]feet,"
And the [Bm]witch came out from her [Em]gingerbread house,
Singing "[A]Little girl, little boy, [G]little old [F#]toy,
You can [Bm]all live with me, I [Em]do surgery,
I'll take [A]out your black hearts and I'll [G]eat them for [F#]tea."
There's a breeze in the trees singing,
Your black heart, your black heart needs a transplant,
Bad luck has ground you down,
Down in the mud where the worms spin round and round.
Cause there's a breeze in the trees singing,
Your black heart, your black heart needs a transplant,
Bad luck has ground you down,
Down in the mud where the worms spin round and round.
You can't ignore those evil voices when you sleep at night,
If you ignore those evil voices, you might sleep at night,
You [Bm]might sleep at [F#]night.
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