The Killing Season

Gm G/B Bb G Killing season it's beginning G/B Bb G I feel your hands around my throat G/B Bb G You're either lose, or come up winning G/B Bb G I wear my old gray over coat, G/B Bb G I paint it merry, I paint it black G/B Bb G Tonight they hang Jerry, tonight they hang Jack G/B Bb G When this killing season's opened, G/B Bb G I never say your name again G/B Bb G And if a smell your perfume, the perfume of your blood G/B Bb G I know it's just a coincidence, instance of my drug G/B Bb G You hear the children speaking backwards G/B Bb G Their bodies float above he bed F G Who sings a song that isn't sung, my soul's in traction F G Cops and criminals, and all that crawl get into action F G Smell in the instance of the perfume of your blood F G Smell in the instance of the perfume of my drug G/B Bb G The prick and border start to pound, G/B Bb G Powdering in the air like anthrax brought six white horses down G/B Bb G When this cold, dark night is over, G/B Bb G There ain't nobody left around G/B Bb G / G/B Bb G / G/B Bb G / G/B Bb G / F G I paint it merry, paint it black F G Tonight they hang Jerry, tonight they hang Jack F G And when this fever's dream is ending F G I'll never come this way again F And if a smell your perfume, the perfume of your blood G/B Bb G I know it's just a coincidence, instance of my drug G/B Bb G Killing season it's beginning G/B Bb G Skeleton hands around my throat G/B Bb G Someone will lose, somebody's winning G/B Bb G I wear my old gray over coat G/B Bb G I wear my old gray over coat