Dm
Emmanu-elle was Quasi’s bell
Am
without her chimes time can’t tell
E
Gargoyles clinging on for life
Am
Notre Dame Burns 'not the Bard’s wife’

Dm
Town criers holler on the street
Am
communion wine for those they meet
E
All for one and one for all
Am
"last of the toasted eucharists call"

Dm
Cinderella was at the pyre
Am
collecting embers for her squire
E
Ashen crosses on the head
Am
remind us of our glorious dead.

Dm
No acts of god in a secular state
Am
but no doubt t'was a crime of hate
E
Rosary beads out of reach
Am
no one here, at us to preach

Dm
Statues icons steeples fall
Am
sanctimonious people call
E
But-tresses begin to bend
Am
yellow vests they’ll apprehend

Dm
Roasted pigeons on the spit
Am
Victor Hugo’s fire was a lit
E
People coming form Rive Gauche
Am
par-ce que, c'est la plus proche

Dm
That’s not far from San Michel
Am
it's 'where do you go to my lovely’s' dwell
E
Shakespeare & Co will sell more books
Am
almost in Seine, from where it looks

Dm
Notre Dame Burns you shouldn’t smoke
Am
are cigarette warnings just a joke
E
Gauloises Gitanes, roll your own
Am
turned you into another Joan

Repeat.

Dm
Notre Dame Burns, you shouldn't smoke
Am
are cigarette warnings just a joke
E
Gauloises Gitanes, roll your own
Am
turned you into another Joan.




Ryan O' Leary ©
24th February 2021
3 chords and truth.