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Bewlay Brothers by David Bowie





                  Bewlay Brothers 








Tuning: Standard E

Verse chords are the same all the time: D D Em A (or A7)

And so the story goes they wore the clothes
They said the things to make it seem improbable
The whale of a lie like they hope it was
And the Goodmen Tomorrow
Had their feet in the wallow
And their heads of Brawn were nicer shorn
And how they bought their positions with saccharin and trust
And the world was asleep to our latent fuss
Sighing, the swirl through the streets
Like the crust of the sun

           Bm             
The Bewlay Brothers
           A
In our Wings that Bark
           G
Flashing teeth of Brass
            F#
Standing tall in the dark
                Asus2
Oh, And we were Gone
                       G
Hanging out with your Dwarf Men
                  Em
We were so turned on
                   C
By your lack of conclusions

I was Stone and he was Wax
So he could scream, and still relax, unbelievable
And we frightened the small children away
And our talk was old and dust would flow
Thru our veins and Lo! it was midnight
Back at the kitchen door
Like the grim face on the Cathedral floor
And the solid book we wrote
Cannot be found today
And it was Stalking time for the Moonboys

            Bm
The Bewlay Brothers
            A
With our backs on the arch
          G
In the Devil-may-be-here
              F#
But He can't sing about that
                Asus2
Oh, And we were Gone
           G
Real Cool Traders
                  Em
We were so Turned On
                     C
You thought we were Fakers

Now the dress is hung, the ticket pawned
The Factor Max that proved the fact
Is melted down
And woven on the edging of my pillow
Now my Brother lays upon the Rocks
He could be dead, He could be not
He could be You
He's Chameleon, Comedian, Corinthian and Caricature
Shooting-up Pie-in-the-Sky
The Bewlay Brothers
In the feeble and the Bad
          Bm
Bewlay Brothers
        A
In the Blessed and Cold
         G
In the Crutch-hungry Dark
              F#
Was where we flayed our Mark
                 Asus2
Oh, and we were Gone
           G
Kings of Oblivion
                  Em
We were so Turned On
                  C
In the Mind-Warp Pavilion

Bm                C  
Lay me place and bake me pie
      F              Bm
I'm starving for me Gravy
Bm                   C  
Leave my shoes, and door unlocked
   F               Bm
I might just slip away, hey
              F
Just for the Day, Hey!
                  Bm
Hey, Please come Away, Hey! 
              F
Just for the Day
             Bm
Please come away...







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version 2





            D                       
And so the story goes they wore the clothes 
             D                          Em         A
They said the things to make it seem improbable
            D                        D    Em A
The whale of a lie like they hope it was
         D                          
And the Goodmen of Tomorrow 
    D
Had their feet in the wallow
        Em                     
And their heads of Brawn, were nicer shorn
     A                                       D                 D 
And how they bought their positions with saccharin and trust.
         Em                      A           D D
The world was asleep to our latent fuss.
Em
Sighing the swirl through the streets 
         A
Like the crust of the sun
Bm
The Bewlay Brothers
         A
in our Wings that Bark
          G
Flashing teeth of Brass
          F#
Standing tall in the dark
             Em
Oh, We were Gone-----
                        G
Hanging out with your Dwarf Men
                  Em
We were so turned on
                  G
By your lack of Conclusions

D D Em A7

I was Stone and he was Wax
So he could scream and still relax, unbelievable
And we frightened the small children away
And our talk was old and dust would flow
Thru our veins and Lo! it was midnight
Back o' the kitchen door
Like the grim face on the Cathedral floor
And the solid book we wrote
Cannot be found today
It was stalking time for the Moonboys
The Bewlay Brothers
With our backs on the arch
In the Devil-may-be-here
But He can't sing above that
Oh, We were Gone
Real Cool Traders
We were so Turned On
You thought we were Fakers

D D Em A7

Now the dress is hung, the ticket pawned
the Factor Max that proved the fact
is melted down,
And woven on the edging of my pillow
Now my Brother lays upon the Rocks
He could be dead.  He could be not,
He could be You.
He's Camelian, comedian Corinthian and Caricature
"Shooting-up Pie-in-the-Sky"
The Bewlay Brothers
In the feeble and the Bad
The Bewlay Brothers
In the Blessed and Cold
In the Crutch-hungry dark
Was where we flayed our Mark
Oh, We were Gone
Kings of Oblivion
We were so Turned On
In the Mind-Warp Pavilion

Bm               A
Lay me Place and bake me Pie
      G               Em
I'm starving for me Gravy
Bm                    A  
Leave my shoes, and door unlocked
    G               Em
I might just slip away 
              F
Just for the Day, Hey!               [Repeat last 2 lines into fade]
             Bm
Please come Away, Hey!











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version 3







[intro] D D Em A7 x2
             D
And so the story goes they wore the clothes
             D                          Em         A
They said the things to make it seem improbable
            D                        D    Em A
The whale of a lie like they hope it was
         D
And the Goodmen of Tomorrow
    D
Had their feet in the wallow
        Em
And their heads of Brawn, were nicer shorn
     A                                       D                 D
And how they bought their positions with saccharin and trust.
         Em                      A           D D
The world was asleep to our latent fuss.
Em
Sighing the swirl through the streets
         A
Like the crust of the sun
Bm
The Bewlay Brothers
         A
in our Wings that Bark
          G
Flashing teeth of Brass
          F#
Standing tall in the dark
             Em
Oh, We were Gone-----
                        G
Hanging out with your Dwarf Men
                  Em
We were so turned on
                  G
By your lack of Conclusions

D D Em A7

I was Stone and he was Wax
So he could scream and still relax, unbelievable
And we frightened the small children away
And our talk was old and dust would flow
Thru our veins and Lo! it was midnight
Back o' the kitchen door
Like the grim face on the Cathedral floor
And the solid book we wrote
Cannot be found today
It was stalking time for the Moonboys
The Bewlay Brothers
With our backs on the arch
In the Devil-may-be-here
But He can't sing above that
Oh, We were Gone
Real Cool Traders
We were so Turned On
You thought we were Fakers

D D Em A7

Now the dress is hung, the ticket pawned
the Factor Max that proved the fact
is melted down,
And woven on the edging of my pillow
Now my Brother lays upon the Rocks
He could be dead.  He could be not,
He could be You.
He's Camelian, comedian Corinthian and Caricature
"Shooting-up Pie-in-the-Sky"
The Bewlay Brothers
In the feeble and the Bad
The Bewlay Brothers
In the Blessed and Cold
In the Crutch-hungry dark
Was where we flayed our Mark
Oh, We were Gone
Kings of Oblivion
We were so Turned On
In the Mind-Warp Pavilion

Bm               A
Lay me Place and bake me Pie
      G               Em
I'm starving for me Gravy
Bm                    A
Leave my shoes, and door unlocked
    G               Em
I might just slip away
              F
Just for the Day, Hey!               [Repeat last 2 lines into fade]
             Bm
Please come Away, Hey!









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