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#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study scholarship or research. #
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Little Palaces
Introduction: (3 1 4)
(3 1 4)
(3 1 4)
(2 1 1 strum)
In Chocolate Town all the trains are painted brown and the silver paper of the wrapper.
There's a dapper little man and he wears a wax mustache
That he twists with nicotine fingers as he drops his cigarette ash.
And someone comes and sweeps it up and then he doffs his cap
And there's a rat in someone's bedroom and they're shutting someone's trap.
And they'll soon be pulling down the little palaces.
And the doors swing back and forward from the past into the present
And the bedside crucifixion turns from wood to phosphorescent.
And they're moving problem families from the South up to the North
Mother's crying over some soft soap opera divorce
And you say you didn't do it but you know you did of course
And they'll soon be pulling down the little palaces.
It's like shouting in a matchbox filled with plasterboard and hope
Like a picture of Prince William in the arms of John the Pope.
There's a world of good intentions and pity in their eyes
The sedated homes of England are theirs to vandalize.
So you knock the kids about a bit because they've got your name
And you knock the kids about a bit until they feel the same.
And they feel like knocking down the little palaces.
Instrumental: (3 1 4)
(3 1 4)
(3 1 4)
(4 2 2)
(3 1 4)
(3 1 4
(3 1 4)
(2 1 1 strum)
You're the twinkle in your daddy's eye a name you spray and scribble
You made the girls all turn their heads and in turn they made you miserable.
To be the heir apparent to the kingdom of the invisible.
So you knock the kids about a bit because they've got your name
And you knock the kids about a bit until they feel the same.
And they feel like knocking down
yeah they feel like knocking down
Oh they feel like knocking down the little palaces.
Repeat instrumental twice