Elvis Costello - Deep Dark Truthful Mirror guitar tab
From: schnitzi@east.isx.com (Mark J. Schnitzius)
Deep Dark Truthful Mirror
from Spike
tabbed by ah-HA! Pronoun trouble
Some of the chord shapes I've tried to graph out, and the basic
chord shapes and barre chord shapes I didn't, but if you need any
of them graphed out, just e-mail me.
G Bm
One day you're gonna have to face
Am G
A deep dark truthful mirror
D
And it's gonna tell you things that I still
C D
Love you too much to say
G Bm
The sky was just a purple bruise
Am G
The ground was iron
D
And you fell all around the town
C G C
Until you looked the same
[chorus]
G B
The same eyes, the same lips
Em C
The same lie from your tongue trips
C/B D/F#
C Am C C/B Am D/F# G ----------- -----------
Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror | | | | 1 | | | | | | |
| 2 2 | | | 2 | | 2 | |
| | | | | | | | | | 3 |
C Am C C/B Am D/F# G
Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror
G Bm
Now the flagstone streets where the newspaper shouts
Am G
Ring to the boots of roustabouts
D
And you're never in any doubt
C D
There's something happening somewhere
G Bm
You chase down the road till your fingers bleed
Am G
On a fiberglass tumbleweed
D
You can blow around the town
C G C
But it all shuts down the same
[chorus]
Bm Em C C G (strum down)
So you bay for the boy in the tigerskin trunks
C C G
They set him up, set him up on a stool
Bm Em C C G
He falls down, he falls down like a drunk
C C G
And you drink till you drool
C Bm G
And it's his story you'll flatter
C Bm Em (I think I play this as G again)
You'll stretch him out like a saint
C Bm Em
But the canvas that he splattered
B/D#
C D B/D# -----------
Will be the picture that you never paint | | | | | |
| 2 | | 2 |
| | | | | 3
| | | | | |
[instrumental break] Em C G
C Am C C/B Am D/F# G
Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror
C Am C C/B Am D/F# G
Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror
G Bm
A stripping puppet on a liquid stick
Am G
Gets into it pretty thick
D
A butterfly drinks a turtle's tears
C D
But how do you know he really needs it
G Bm
Cos a butterfly feeds on a dead monkey's hand
Am G
Jesus wept, he felt abandoned
D
You're spellbound, baby, there's no doubting that
C G C
Did you ever see her stare like a Persian cat
[chorus]
