Marillion – Hotel Hobbies (Guitar)

Dm                    Am/D
Hotel hobbies padding dawns hollow corridors

Am/D                       Dm
Bell boys checking out the hookers in the bar

Dm                          Am/D
Slug-like fingers trace the star-spangled clouds of cocaine on the mirror

Dm
The short straw takes its bow

Dm                        Am/D
The tell tale sign of the last cigarette marking

Am/D                       Dm
time in the pockets as the whisky sweat lies like

Dm                     Am/D
discarded armour on an unmade bed

Am/D                   Dm
And a familiar craving    is crawling through his

D
head

        D                                           G/D
And the only sign of life is the ticking of the pen

C/D
Introducing characters to memories like old friends

A/D
Frantic as a cardiograph scratching out the lines

     G/D
In a fever of confession a catalogue of crime in

D                  G/D    C/D
happy hour. Do you cry in happy hour, do you hide in

A/D                         G/D
happy hour, a pilgrimage to happy hour

Em          Bm                           D
New shadows tugging at the corner of his eye

             Asus4
Jostling for attention as the

C5
sunlight flares Through a curtains tear,

C                            C5              Bm7
shuffling its beams As if in nervous anticipation of another day