Genie on a table top
More similes per square inch than is entirely sensible ...
Intro
D A G (Repeat a few times)
D A
I went floating down the street one day
G D A
With a song playing in my mind
D A
Hopping and bopping like a ricochet
G F#
Bad news was hard to find
G A7 D
There was a hint of syncopation
G A 7 D
Coming from the sidewalk and the street
G A 7 Bm
There was a glint of scintillation
G A
Hanging over everyone you'd meet
Chorus
D A Bm
And it makes me feel okay
D A Bm
Like a big yellow tractor going mowing through a field of hay
G D A D
Like a genie on a tabletop surfing through the month of May
D C G D C G D C G D C G \{a few times\}
D A
Saw the world in the window of knick-knack shop
G D A
And I tossed it in the air
D A
A girl went by with a forget-me-not
G F#
And she wore it in her hair
G A7 D
There was a peak of pixillation
G A 7 D
And I never noticed it before
G A 7 Bm
There was a jump of jubilation
G A
And it seemed to promise more and more
Chorus
D A Bm
And it makes me feel okay
D A Bm
Like a big yellow tractor going mowing through a field of hay
G D A D
Like a genie on a tabletop surfing through the month of May
D C G D C G D C G D C G \{a few times\}
Bridge
F Bb
Oh she loves me and she loves me better
A D
Than I've ever loved myself
F Bb
She knows me and she loves me better
A D A
Now I want nobody else
D A
Percolating through the noonday sun
G D A
With wings upon my shoes
D A
I was jumping about in front of everyone
G F#
No dignity to lose
G A7 D
There was a rush of animation
G A7 D
Bubbling about inside my soul
G A 7 Bm
There was a rin-tin-tabulation coming
G A
It was so hard to control
Chorus
D A Bm
And it makes me feel okay
D A Bm
Like a pig with a bucket full of truffles in a French cafe
G D A Bm
Like Louis Armstrong playing trumpet on the judgment day
G D A Bm
Like a flying boat captain with an amethyst lake below
G D A Bm
Like a winner of a marathon rolling in a field of snow
G D A Bm
Like a figure skating gigolo looking for a heart to steal
G D A Bm
Like a simulated orgasm suddenly becoming real
G D A Bm
Like a big yellow tractor going bowling through a field of hay
G D A D C G D C G
Like a genie on a table top s urfing through the month of May
Chorded by Patrick Laplagne
plaplagn@metz.une.edu.au