Biography:
Neil Richard Gaiman (born November 10, 1960, Portchester, Hampshire) is an English author of numerous science fiction and fantasy works. As of 2006, he lives near Minneapolis, Minnesota, USA. While Gaiman is most famously known for The Sandman, a series of graphic novels, many of his other works translate well to the spoken word.
Gaiman is a prolific blogger and has a noted interest in music. He befriended Tori Amos early in her career after she sent him a demo tape.
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CAPO: 1
F#m: 244222
A: x02220
D: xx0232
Bm: x24432
E: 022100
NOTE: The fast section on "the british will no longer rule" can be played as simply F#m
- A - F#m if you're not so quick on the chords.
F#m
I wish that Joan of Arc
A
wouldn't hang around the park
D Bm
pronouncing that she won't get burned again
F#m
Her arm is very shiny
A
and her message is divine
D Bm
but I wish she'd take a day off now and then
Bm
She says it clears your head
A
when you come back from the dead
F#m A
with your sword as sharp as anything that cuts
Bm
And to prove it she bisected
A
three young tourists from Utrecht
F#m Bm A E F#m
which rapidly dis-played a lot of guts
Bm A
She says we need to raise a brand new army
F#m A
and the flag of France so proudly she unfurled.
Bm A
and the people that she hated will be neatly bifurcated
F#m Bm A E F#m
and the British will no longer rule the world.
F#m
She says it was a mistake
A
to let them burn her at the stake
D Bm
and she learned a lesson back there in the flames
F#m
So she's going to kill the queen
A
and then she'll rescue old Orleans
D Bm
and it's really hard to hang around with saints.
Bm
I think I ought to tell
A
her that the English left in failure
F#m A
and they don't go back to France except on hols.
Bm
But I saw her vivisect a man
A
who wanted to correct her
F#m Bm A E F#m
and the playground soon re-sembled grand guignol
Bm A
She says we need to raise a brand new army
F#m A
And she marched us round until we couldn't stand
Bm A
She says the nation she abhors will soon be writhing on the floor
F#m Bm A E F#m
And the British will no longer rule her land
F#m
And she's waiting for the dauphin
A
who will come across the ocean,
D Bm
And knows that God agrees with her complaints
F#m
So I'm hoping that she'll ignore
A
my English accent in her war
D Bm
'Cause it's really hard to hang around with saints
Bm A
She says we need to raise a brand new army
F#m A
and the flag of France so proudly she unfurled.
Bm A
and the people that she hated will be neatly bifurcated
F#m Bm A E
and the British will no longer rule
F#m Bm A E
and the British will no longer rule
F#m Bm A E F#m
and the British will no longer rule the world
F#m: 244222
A: x02220
D: xx0232
Bm: x24432
E: 022100
NOTE: The fast section on "the british will no longer rule" can be played as simply F#m
- A - F#m if you're not so quick on the chords.
F#m
I wish that Joan of Arc
A
wouldn't hang around the park
D Bm
pronouncing that she won't get burned again
F#m
Her arm is very shiny
A
and her message is divine
D Bm
but I wish she'd take a day off now and then
Bm
She says it clears your head
A
when you come back from the dead
F#m A
with your sword as sharp as anything that cuts
Bm
And to prove it she bisected
A
three young tourists from Utrecht
F#m Bm A E F#m
which rapidly dis-played a lot of guts
Bm A
She says we need to raise a brand new army
F#m A
and the flag of France so proudly she unfurled.
Bm A
and the people that she hated will be neatly bifurcated
F#m Bm A E F#m
and the British will no longer rule the world.
F#m
She says it was a mistake
A
to let them burn her at the stake
D Bm
and she learned a lesson back there in the flames
F#m
So she's going to kill the queen
A
and then she'll rescue old Orleans
D Bm
and it's really hard to hang around with saints.
Bm
I think I ought to tell
A
her that the English left in failure
F#m A
and they don't go back to France except on hols.
Bm
But I saw her vivisect a man
A
who wanted to correct her
F#m Bm A E F#m
and the playground soon re-sembled grand guignol
Bm A
She says we need to raise a brand new army
F#m A
And she marched us round until we couldn't stand
Bm A
She says the nation she abhors will soon be writhing on the floor
F#m Bm A E F#m
And the British will no longer rule her land
F#m
And she's waiting for the dauphin
A
who will come across the ocean,
D Bm
And knows that God agrees with her complaints
F#m
So I'm hoping that she'll ignore
A
my English accent in her war
D Bm
'Cause it's really hard to hang around with saints
Bm A
She says we need to raise a brand new army
F#m A
and the flag of France so proudly she unfurled.
Bm A
and the people that she hated will be neatly bifurcated
F#m Bm A E
and the British will no longer rule
F#m Bm A E
and the British will no longer rule
F#m Bm A E F#m
and the British will no longer rule the world
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