A Song From Under The Floorboards

| Dm | F | Bb | G | | Dm | F | Bb | G | Dm C Bb F I am angry, I am ill and I'm as ugly as sin Dm C Bb F My irritability keeps me alive and kicking Dm C Bb Gm I know the meaning of life, it doesn't help me a bit Dm D Bb F I know beauty and I know a good thing when I see it Bb F This is a song from under the floorboards Bb F This is a song from where the wall is cracked Bb My force of habit, I am an insect F I have to confess I'm proud as hell of that fact Dm C Bb F I know the highest and the best Dm C Bb F I accord them all due respect Dm C Bb Gm But the brightest jewel inside of me Dm C Bb F Glows with pleasure at my own stupidity Bb F This is a song from under the floorboards Bb F This is a song from where the wall is cracked Bb My force of habit, I am an insect F I have to confess I'm proud as hell of that fact | Gm | % | % | % | Dm C Bb F I used to make phantoms I could later chase Dm C Bb F Images of all that could be desired Dm C Bb Gm Then I got tired of counting all of these blessings Dm C Bb F And then I just got tired Bb F This is a song from under the floorboards Bb F This is a song from where the wall is cracked Bb My force of habit, I am an insect F I have to confess I'm proud as hell of that fact