Am           F                      C*              G       E
In a tunnel, in the darkness, darkest shade of blue

There's beasts, and there's men
and something on this earth
that comes back again.

Alpha, beta, gamma, ...everybody smoke

Well you can't say, that my soul has gone away
Well you can't say, that my soul has gone away
No, you can't say, that my soul has gone away

Well, this trouble in the house,
trouble on the stairs
Trouble in the trouble,
that trouble in the air

Well, please don't say (repeat in second voice)
That my soul has died away

There is a house in New Orleans
Not the one you heard about
I'm talking 'bout another house
They spoke of gold in the cellar
That a spanish gentleman had left

I broke in one hundred years ago
With a dagger tucked in my vest
Legends ago, that I tried to hold
The grey half lie of the hole at night

One, two, three four five
Well we're trapped inside the song
....
Well we're trapped inside the song
trapped inside the song
trapped inside the song
and the nights are so long