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heliocentric@breathe.com
5th March 2001, 4.28pm
THE BUTTERFLY COLLECTOR by THE JAM
Written by Paul Weller
B-side to 'Strange Town' (Polydor, 1979)
Chords used:
Em: 075000 C: x32013
Bm7: 797777 D: xx0232
Am7: 575555 F: 133211
G: 320033
A: x02220
Em
So you finally got what you wanted
Am7 Bm7
You've achieved your aim
Am7 Bm7 Em
By making the walking lame
Em Bm7
And when you just can't higher
Am7 Bm7
You use your senses
Am7 Bm7 Em
To suss out this weeks climber
Em Bm7
And the small flame that you've acquired
Am7 Bm7
Has bought you into cult status
Am7 Bm7 Em
But to me you're still a collector
G A
There's tarts and whores
C G D
But you're much more
G A
You're a different kind
C G D
Cos you want their minds
G A
And you just don't care
C G D
Cos you've got no pride
G A
It's just that face
C G D
On your pillowcase
F Em
That fools you
Em Bm7
And you've started looking much older
Am7 Bm7 Am7 Bm7
And you're fashion sense is second rate
Em
Like your perfume
Em Bm7
But to you in your amateur dream world
Am7 Bm7
You're still the Queen
Am7 Bm7 Em
Of the butterfly collectors
G A
And you carry on
C G D
Cos it's all you know
G A
You can't light a fire
C G D
You can't cook or sew
G A
You get from day to day
C G D
By filling your head
G A
But you surely must know
C G
The thrill between your legs
F Em
Has worn off
Em Bm7
And I don't care about morals
Am7 Bm7
Oh cos the world's insane
Am7 Bm7 Em
And we're all to blame in a way
Em Bm7
And I don't feel any sorrow
Am7 Bm7
Towards the Kings and Queens
Am7 Bm7 Em
Of the butterfly collectors
G A
There's tarts and whores
C G D
But you're much more
G A
You're a different kind
C G D
Cos you want their minds
G A
And you just don't care
C G D
Cos you've got no pride
G A
It's just that face
C G D
On your pillowcase
F D
That fools you
G A
And you carry on
C G D
Cos it's all you know
G A
You can't light a fire
C G D
You can't cook or sew
G A
You get from day to day
C G D
By filling your head
G A
But you surely must know
C G
The thrill between your legs
F Em
Has worn off
Em Bm7
And I don't feel any sorrow
Am7 Bm7
Towards the Kings and Queens
Am7 Bm7 Em Em
Of the butterfly collectors
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