[E] [E7]
[C]Oh-[E]oh-[Am]oh
[Am]Sylvia was str[C]uck by lightning
while r[Dm]eading in bed one n[F]ight
She'd l[Am]eft the windows [C]open,
and the st[Dm]orm caught her by surpr[F]ise
For d[Am]ays she lay st[C]ill as stone
h[Dm]ooked to pumps and t[F]ubes
Then [Am]out her window, the str[C]eet lights flashed
and at l[Dm]ast her fingers m[F]oved
She aw[F]oke to a cac[E]ophony
of el[F]ectric and radio w[E]aves
P[F]ulsing rays of [E]energy
f[F]alling from outer sp[E]ace[E7]
[C]Oh-[E]oh-[Am]oh
H[Am]igh in swaying t[C]owers,
down in b[Dm]asements full of d[F]ust
She could [Am]not escape the st[C]atic
or the s[Dm]ixty cycle h[F]um
She wore d[Am]ark-tinted sp[C]ectacles
s[Dm]everal fur-lined c[F]apes
Th[Am]ree pairs of v[C]elvet gloves
a v[Dm]eil of dotted sw[F]iss
But a[F]ll the Earth's vibr[E]ations
still p[F]ounded through her e[E]ars
So she p[F]acked a steamer tr[E]unk
and flew a pr[F]op plane to Bel[E]ize[E7]
[C]Oh-[E]oh-[Am]oh
From th[Am]ere a log raft t[C]ook her
over r[Dm]aging waterf[F]alls
Deep with[Am]in uncharted j[C]ungle
where gi[Dm]ant caterpillars cr[F]awl
They s[Am]pun their silk ar[C]ound her
a coc[Dm]oon beneath the tr[F]ees
And st[Am]ill she hangs there sw[C]aying
deep with[Dm]in the dripping le[F]aves
Keeping t[F]ime with every r[E]umble,
every q[F]uiver of the E[E]arth
And she sl[F]owly changes sh[E]ape
with the t[F]urning of the w[E]orld[E7]
[C]Oh-[E]oh-[Am]oh
Am C Dm F x4
F E x 4 E7
[C]Oh-[E]oh-[Am]oh
[C]Oh-[E]oh-[Am]oh
[Am]Sylvia was str[C]uck by lightning
while r[Dm]eading in bed one n[F]ight
She'd l[Am]eft the windows [C]open,
and the st[Dm]orm caught her by surpr[F]ise
For d[Am]ays she lay st[C]ill as stone
h[Dm]ooked to pumps and t[F]ubes
Then [Am]out her window, the str[C]eet lights flashed
and at l[Dm]ast her fingers m[F]oved
She aw[F]oke to a cac[E]ophony
of el[F]ectric and radio w[E]aves
P[F]ulsing rays of [E]energy
f[F]alling from outer sp[E]ace[E7]
[C]Oh-[E]oh-[Am]oh
H[Am]igh in swaying t[C]owers,
down in b[Dm]asements full of d[F]ust
She could [Am]not escape the st[C]atic
or the s[Dm]ixty cycle h[F]um
She wore d[Am]ark-tinted sp[C]ectacles
s[Dm]everal fur-lined c[F]apes
Th[Am]ree pairs of v[C]elvet gloves
a v[Dm]eil of dotted sw[F]iss
But a[F]ll the Earth's vibr[E]ations
still p[F]ounded through her e[E]ars
So she p[F]acked a steamer tr[E]unk
and flew a pr[F]op plane to Bel[E]ize[E7]
[C]Oh-[E]oh-[Am]oh
From th[Am]ere a log raft t[C]ook her
over r[Dm]aging waterf[F]alls
Deep with[Am]in uncharted j[C]ungle
where gi[Dm]ant caterpillars cr[F]awl
They s[Am]pun their silk ar[C]ound her
a coc[Dm]oon beneath the tr[F]ees
And st[Am]ill she hangs there sw[C]aying
deep with[Dm]in the dripping le[F]aves
Keeping t[F]ime with every r[E]umble,
every q[F]uiver of the E[E]arth
And she sl[F]owly changes sh[E]ape
with the t[F]urning of the w[E]orld[E7]
[C]Oh-[E]oh-[Am]oh
Am C Dm F x4
F E x 4 E7
[C]Oh-[E]oh-[Am]oh
