Am
a modern concussion
    C
The room is on fire
           F
You're an upstanding model

Of a modern day Cain
          Dm
With impeccable style
 

              Am
So now you've done a little wrong
        C
And you need to be forgiven
       F                       Dm                  
By the vicar and the company you keep
             Am
And then you conjure up a fiction
           Dm
To get the pretty girl to listen


      Am      C
This is the sin
     F           Dm              Am
That I will confess to release myself
      C   F
From consequence
    Dm       Am       C  F  Dm
And everyone can tell


    Am
The moral objections
   C
To something so profane
           F 
Oh but the deepest of convictions

Are the darkest positions
       Dm
Little remissions for the varicose vain


              Am  
So now you've done a little wrong
        C
And you swear you didn't do it
      F                              Dm
But volition left you burdened with a curse
             Am
And then you conjure up a fiction
           Dm 
To get the pretty girls to listen


      Am      C
This is the sin
     F           Dm              Am
That I will confess to release myself
      C   F
From consequence
    Dm       Am       C  F  Dm
And everyone can tell


      Am      C
This is the sin
     F           Dm              Am
That I will confess to release myself
      C   F
From consequence
    Dm       Am       C  F  Dm
And everyone can tell
      Am      C
This is the sin
     F           Dm              Am
That I will confess to release myself
     C    F
From consequence
    Dm       Am       C  F  Dm
And everyone can tell
    Dm       Am       C  F  Dm
And everyone can tell
    Dm       Am       C  F  Dm
And everyone can tell