{t:Blue Smoke}
{st:Written by KLAATU, tabbed by checkman@math.gatech.edu}

When that [F]blue smoke gets in your eyes,
[]You'll choke, choke 'till you cry,
Oh, you'll [Bb]die, hey where you gonna [F]hide?
Well, you can [C]talk about the fog in London,
But [Bb]listen, mister, that ain't nothin'
When that [F]blue, blue smoke gets in your eyes.

[F]Now long before the dinosaur had come,
[]There lived a global sea from which life sprung.
A [Bb]mere few billion years passed on the clock,
And [F]Man became the new kid on the block.
He could [Bb]think and he could talk,
On his two legs he walked in a [C]most peculiar way.
[Bb]But soon the very things that [C]set him free
[Bb]Made him a slave of his technology,
[F]Leonardo, cosai fatto tu?

But when that [F]blue smoke gets in your eyes,
[]You'll choke, choke 'till you cry,
Wanna [Bb]die, hey, where you gonna [F]hide?
Well, you'll be [C]weeping like an alligator
And [Bb]leaping like a hot potato,
When that [F]blue smoke, blue smoke gets in your eyes.

Now [F]let us turn to L'Homme Moderne 
[]And see the ultimate in greed and vanity.
He [Bb]poaches leopard skins near Zanzibar
To [F]line the glove compartment of his cars.
Oh, [Bb]but you don't even care,
You just carry on, carry [C]on your merry way.
But [Bb]you had better change your [C]foolish ways,
Or [Bb]you'll be sorry come the [C]Judgment Day.
Oh yeah, [F]you'll see, you'll be sorry real soon.

[]But, my my my my my my, 
When that [F]blue smoke gets in your eyes,
[]You'll choke, choke 'till you cry,
Oh, you'll [Bb]die, hey where you gonna [F]hide?
Well, you can [C]talk about the fog in London,
But [Bb]listen, mister, that ain't nothin'
When that [F]blue, blue smoke gets in your eyes.