Tom: C /Verse/ C G C Like a moth in a vacuum cleaner F C I'm summoned up into the void Am F leaving behind what I carried C G for a light that will see me destroyed All along the derelict valleys there are rows of futon trampolines boys named for professional wrestlers birds nesting inside manger scenes /Chorus/ F C When your body builds up an immunity Am F G to sunlight and smelling sa-a-alts Am F then the only appropriate number C G C is the do not resuscitate waltz /Break/ C G Am Am La da da da da da da da F G C la da da da da /Verse/ I dreamed that I dreamt of an angel in the thin disguise of a young girl who transforms the mulch into bay leaves and fills every chasm with pearls But the orbit resists this reversal undoing each spell as it's cast the roses become carbon monoxide and poison replaces the grass /Chorus/ When you're through a-counting your blessing and erase one for each of your faults you might slip the bandleader a twenty to play the do not resuscitate waltz /Break/ La da da da da da da da la da da da da /Verse/ There are things that you'll never live up to there are things that you'll never live down you can just dismiss bad luck entirely or live at the hem of her gown But the futility of each losing battle will break bonds and spirits and bone any army retreats and surrenders when they're made to set fire to stone /Chorus/ Better break up all your paper money the fare for the ferry is small just a couple of coins for your eyelids the do not resuscitate waltz /Break/ La da da da da da da da la da da da da