D            
There's a crack
         G                    G/C
In the handle of a coronation cup
         G/C
That I once brought back
D                       G
From the study trip in Athens
          G/C
Where we plaited my hair
          G/C
And I put eyeliner on
D                         G
Until they stopped in the street
       G/C
And pointed at me
       G/C
and i felt ugly pride

D          G               G/C
For the first time in my life
                       D
There's a warm, warm rain
         G
Upon the hotel balcony 
         G/C
Where we looked out upon

a darkening sea and the 
D              G              G/C
light And the light upon the mediterranean
G/C
Burned like candles in the memory
    D         G                          G/C
Of all the things that we mislaid on the way here


D        G                       G/C
Why did Nirvana ever bother to play here?
G/C
Hey there, I don't want to stay here

G          D                  
I decree there is a higher plane
D              G/C             G
Some place of little consequence
G         D
That I might see your face again
D            G/C             G
before the living and the dead
    G/C D  G
Are reunited

And this town,
this town is killing me now
I can't believe I waited so long
From the shopping trolleys on the riverbed
To the sound of the bass binss booming
Can I see your face in this acid light
Of another suburban evening
As I roll my eyes up to these dirty skies
Till I count the days till I am leavin

I decree there is a higher plane
Some place of little consequence
That I might see your face again
before the living and the dead
Are reunited

What is love?
What is love in the time of ecstasy
And bare-knuckle fighting?
Lord, won't you deliver me from the wave machine
And the transparent bikini
Like isn't there some skeleton on me
I should find that I might vanquish thee,
Wont you listen to me, your unfaithful servant
of filthy, fucking language


I decree there is a higher plane
Some place of little consequence
That I might see your face again
before the living and the dead
Are reunited

What is love
What is love in the time of ecstasy
And bareknuckle fighting
Don't tell me that he died for that

Councillor forgive me for I 
Knew not what I vandalised
Don't tell me that he died for that

Take me down to the Paradise club
Where the girls are drunk and oversized
C n't tell me that he died for that

There's a crack in the handle of a coronation cup
That I once brought back
I decree there is a higher plane
Some place of little consequence