Dm Emman-u-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’
C Town criers holler in the street G communion wine for those they meet D All for one and one for all E "last of the toasted eucharists call”
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G From Eiffel Tower, I looked on Em A 1,000 years of history gone C It’s looking like a Moulin Rouge D Was this Allah’s subterfuge
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
C No acts of god in a secular state G but no doubt t'was a crime of hate D Rosary beads out of reach E no one here, at us to preach
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G From Eiffel Tower, I looked on Em A 1,000 years of history gone C It’s looking like a Moulin Rouge D Was this Allah’s subterfuge
Dm Statues icons steeples fall Am sanctimonious people call E But-tresses begin to bend Am yellow vests they’ll appre(hend)
C Roasted pigeons on the spit G Victor Hugo’s fire was a lit D People coming form Rive Gauche E par-ce-que, c'est la plus proche
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G From Eiffel Tower, I looked on Em A 1,000 years of history gone C It’s looking like a Moulin Rouge D Was this Allah’s subterfuge
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
C Notre Dame Burns you shouldn’t smoke G are cigarette warnings just a joke D Gauloises Gitanes, roll your own E turned you into another Joan
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G From Eiffel Tower, I looked on Em A 1,000 years of history gone C It’s looking like a Moulin Rouge D Was this Allah’s subterfuge
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C Notre Dame Burns, you shouldn't smoke D are cigarette warnings just a joke G Gauloises Gitanes, roll your own E turned you into another Joan*.
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G From Eiffel Tower, I looked on Em A 1,000 years of history gone C It’s looking like a Moulin Rouge D Was this Allah’s subterfuge
Repeat G From Eiffel Tower, I looked on Em A 1,000 years of history gone C It’s looking like a Moulin Rouge D Was this Allah’s subterfuge