Bm A Bm A Bm A Bm A
There’s a little black spot on the sun to-day
G A G A C#sus C#m Gmaj7
It’s the same old thing as yes – ter – day
Bm A Bm A Bm A Bm A
There’s a black hat caught in the high tree top
G A G A C#sus C#m Gmaj7
There’s a flagpole rag and the wind won’t stop
A/D G6 D/F# G
I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
A/D G6 D/F# G
with the world turning cir-cles running ’round my brain.
A/D G6 D/F# G
I guess I’m always hop-ing that you’ll end this reign
A/D G6 D/F# G
but it’s my destiny to be the king of pain.
Bm
There’s a little black spot on the sun today
that’s my soul up there
A/G
It’s the same old thing as yesterday
F#m G
that’s my soul up there
Bm
There’s a black hat caught in a high tree top
that’s my soul up there
A/G
There’s a flagpole rag and the wind won’t stop
F#m G
that’s my soul up there
D G
I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
D G
with the world turning circles running ’round my brain.
D G
I guess I’m always hoping that you’ll end this reign
D G
But it’s my destiny to be the king of pain.
Bm
There’s a fossil that’s trapped in a high cliff wall
that’s my soul up there
A
There’s a dead salmon frozen in a water fall
F#m G
that’s my soul up there
Bm
There’s a blue whale beached by a springtide’s ebb
that’s my soul up there
A/G
There’s a butterfly trapped in a spider’s web
F#m G
that’s my soul up there
D G
I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
D G
with the world turning circles running ’round my brain
D G
I guess I’m always hoping that you’ll end this reign
D G
but it’s my destiny tro be the king of pain.
G
There’s a king of pain.
A G
There’s a king on a throne with his eyes torn out
A G
There’s a blindman looking for a shadow of doubt;
A G
There’s a rich man sleeping on a golden bed
A D/G Bm
There’s a skeleton choking on a crust of bread.
guitar solo
Bm
There’s a red fox torn by a huntsmen’s pack
that’s my soul up there
A/G
There’s a black winged gull with a broken back
F#m G
that’s my soul up there
F#m7 Fmaj7 E7 Eb
There’s a little black spot on the sun today
F#m7 Fmaj7 Eb7 D9 D9/F#
It’s the same old thing as yes – ter – day
D G
I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
D G
with the world turning circles running ’round my brain
D G
I guess I’m always hoping that you’ll end this reign
D G D
but it’s my destiny to be the king of pain
G D
King of pain
There’s a little black spot on the sun to-day
G A G A C#sus C#m Gmaj7
It’s the same old thing as yes – ter – day
Bm A Bm A Bm A Bm A
There’s a black hat caught in the high tree top
G A G A C#sus C#m Gmaj7
There’s a flagpole rag and the wind won’t stop
A/D G6 D/F# G
I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
A/D G6 D/F# G
with the world turning cir-cles running ’round my brain.
A/D G6 D/F# G
I guess I’m always hop-ing that you’ll end this reign
A/D G6 D/F# G
but it’s my destiny to be the king of pain.
Bm
There’s a little black spot on the sun today
that’s my soul up there
A/G
It’s the same old thing as yesterday
F#m G
that’s my soul up there
Bm
There’s a black hat caught in a high tree top
that’s my soul up there
A/G
There’s a flagpole rag and the wind won’t stop
F#m G
that’s my soul up there
D G
I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
D G
with the world turning circles running ’round my brain.
D G
I guess I’m always hoping that you’ll end this reign
D G
But it’s my destiny to be the king of pain.
Bm
There’s a fossil that’s trapped in a high cliff wall
that’s my soul up there
A
There’s a dead salmon frozen in a water fall
F#m G
that’s my soul up there
Bm
There’s a blue whale beached by a springtide’s ebb
that’s my soul up there
A/G
There’s a butterfly trapped in a spider’s web
F#m G
that’s my soul up there
D G
I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
D G
with the world turning circles running ’round my brain
D G
I guess I’m always hoping that you’ll end this reign
D G
but it’s my destiny tro be the king of pain.
G
There’s a king of pain.
A G
There’s a king on a throne with his eyes torn out
A G
There’s a blindman looking for a shadow of doubt;
A G
There’s a rich man sleeping on a golden bed
A D/G Bm
There’s a skeleton choking on a crust of bread.
guitar solo
Bm
There’s a red fox torn by a huntsmen’s pack
that’s my soul up there
A/G
There’s a black winged gull with a broken back
F#m G
that’s my soul up there
F#m7 Fmaj7 E7 Eb
There’s a little black spot on the sun today
F#m7 Fmaj7 Eb7 D9 D9/F#
It’s the same old thing as yes – ter – day
D G
I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
D G
with the world turning circles running ’round my brain
D G
I guess I’m always hoping that you’ll end this reign
D G D
but it’s my destiny to be the king of pain
G D
King of pain
