Vietnam Malaria Nostalgia

E E You were the first in a long line All of our sentimental hearts traced back in time C#m E Bow to the light that was over my head in the sick bed C#m E And the ghost was right there over my head, resurrected C#m E Ooh with a God that knows like a needle and thread where the fingers go C#m E Ooh having s*x all night there over my head in the black lights B C#m B C#m B C#m B C#m B Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh E I can't really seem to erase that memory I can't really seem to escape that part of me C#m Take these please E Sweep through the whole thing like a sparrow C#m E Cause your blood might drip from the poisonous tip of an arrow C#m E Ooh while the doctors slap at the venomous gnats that attack me C#m Ooh and i think of what goes over my eyes E That I can't see anything B C#m B C#m B C#m B C#m B Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh E This is the end of the Kingman line Cut off at the heart where the blood stopped time C#m E Take great care to color your hair for the vampires C#m E Ooh with amazing grace, paint your face for the empire C#m E Ooh when it calls you out everyone shout for the cub scouts C#m E Ooh and i can't remember what i just said on my deathbed B C#m B C#m B C#m B C#m B Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh E let ring