Intro: Dm Verse 1 Dm Once there was a man who had a F little too much C time on his hands A he never stopped to think that he was getting Bb older Dm when his night came to an end Db he tried to grasp his for his last friend Ab and pretend that he could wish himself Cm health on a four-leaf Bb clover Chorus Db He said is this the return to oz the grass is F# dead the gold is A brown and the sky has Db claws Db theres a wind-up man walking round and round what F# once was emerald City's A now a crystal Db town Verse 2 Dm It's three o'clock in the morning you get a F phone call from the C queen with a hundred A heads she says that they're all Bb dead Dm she tried the last one on it couldn't speak fell off and Db now she just wanders the halls thinking Ab nothing Cm thinking nothing at Bb all Chorus Db She said is this the return to oz the grass is F# dead the gold is A brown and the sky has Db claws Db theres a wind-up man walking round and round what F# once was emerald city's A now a crystal Db town Guitar Solo Db C B F# Ab Db C B F# A Db Dm The wheelies are cutting pavement and the F skeksis at the C rave meant to A hide deep inside their sunken Bb faces and their wild rolling Dm eyes but their callous words Db reveal that they can no longer Ab feel love or Cm sex appeal Bb the patchwork girl has come to cinch the Db deal Final Chorus Db F# A Db (repeated until instrumental outro) Outro Dm Db Ab Cm Bb ( Repeated until end)