Standard tuning. Capo 3rd fret Now not everything is lined up, but you as a muscian should be able to deal with that and if you are versed in a folk style you'll know how to improvise around this tabs shortcomings with that said...Embellishments on everything. Corrections are welcome. Em9 x5403x Fm9 x6504x Intro (still haven’t figured it out completely Variations on C/G D7/F# few times Fm9 Em9 C/G D7/F# C/G G C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G I was born in the Summer of Sam -- C/G D7/F# G Smaller and sooner than planned -- C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G In the spitting image of a man C/G D7/F# G Raised by wolves on the fat of the land. C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G Clear of romance, beauty, and damned C/G D7/F# G Tomorrow will come if she can. C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G Just want a woman who can walk on a wire C/G D7/F# G With a trembling glass in her hand. D7/F# C/G G Over the hilltops the fire engine rolls, D7/F# C/G D7/F# Down the valley deeper still it goes; C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G Got my weapons out, I'm laying low C/G D7/F# G On this end of the telescope. C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G Alone, you ramble the whole of the world C/G D7/F# G Through black-water jungles for bliss. C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G It's feast or famine, you eat what you kill C/G D7/F# G There's no need to bring God into this. C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G My heart is heavy and pressed to the bone, C/G D7/F# G Some people too heavy to hold. C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G Salutations, take me as I am -- C/G D7/F# G You can have me, or leave me alone. D7/F# C/G G Sun-kissed lemons in the graveyard below D7/F# C/G D7/F# Here in death you see new adventures grow. C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G I see you at last but mostly ghost, C/G D7/F# G On this end of the telescope. solo C/G with embellishments (D7/F#) G bridge Em G This will not be easy Am/F# Word's out the doctor is not coming in Em G (embellishments) This genie is too angry to go back D7/F# (without seventh) Into the bottle again. then another solo which I don't have the talents to tab C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G Closer than ever, and covered in birds C/G D7/F# G A bone-colored moon fills the west. C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G Now, throats will be slashed, and flags will unfurl C/G D7/F# G As time will divide us in gangs. C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G Now, years of progress digging the sand C/G D7/F# G Companions we made didn't last. C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G Now, lousy lovers do well with their hands C/G D7/F# G But I'll reach you like nobody can. D7/F# C/G G Now, slow and easy, you let your paddle go D7/F# C/G D7/F# Down a the bottom there is more hell to row. C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G I see clear at last: I love, I loathe, C/G D7/F# G On this end of the telescope.