heliocentric@breathe.com
5th March 2001, 4.28pm

THE BUTTERFLY COLLECTOR by THE JAM

Written by Paul Weller

B-side to 'Strange Town' (Polydor, 1979)

Chords used:

Em:  075000    C:  x32013
Bm7: 797777    D:  xx0232
Am7: 575555    F:  133211
G:   320033
A:   x02220

       Em
So you finally got what you wanted
        Am7          Bm7
You've achieved your aim
   Am7        Bm7     Em
By making the walking lame
             Em         Bm7
And when you just can't higher
    Am7      Bm7
You use your senses
   Am7      Bm7        Em
To suss out this weeks climber
        Em                        Bm7
And the small flame that you've acquired
               Am7       Bm7
Has bought you into cult status
       Am7       Bm7         Em
But to me you're still a collector

        G         A
There's tarts and whores
    C           G     D
But you're much more
         G         A
You're a different kind
        C          G      D
Cos you want their minds
        G          A
And you just don't care
           C      G      D
Cos you've got no pride
     G         A
It's just that face
        C     G     D
On your pillowcase
     F          Em
That fools you

           Em                   Bm7
And you've started looking much older
           Am7     Bm7      Am7    Bm7
And you're fashion sense is second rate
          Em
Like your perfume
       Em                  Bm7
But to you in your amateur dream world
       Am7       Bm7
You're still the Queen
       Am7   Bm7 Em
Of the butterfly collectors

        G     A
And you carry on
         C       G     D
Cos it's all you know
          G       A
You can't light a fire
          C       G    D
You can't cook or sew
             G      A
You get from day to day
   C            G     D
By filling your head
        G           A
But you surely must know
              C         G
The thrill between your legs
    F         Em
Has worn off

    Em                 Bm7
And I don't care about morals
           Am7       Bm7
Oh cos the world's insane
          Am7    Bm7        Em
And we're all to blame in a way
    Em               Bm7
And I don't feel any sorrow
            Am7       Bm7
Towards the Kings and Queens
       Am7   Bm7    Em
Of the butterfly collectors

        G         A
There's tarts and whores
    C           G     D
But you're much more
         G         A
You're a different kind
        C          G      D
Cos you want their minds
        G          A
And you just don't care
           C      G      D
Cos you've got no pride
     G         A
It's just that face
        C     G     D
On your pillowcase
     F          D
That fools you

        G     A
And you carry on
         C       G     D
Cos it's all you know
          G       A
You can't light a fire
          C       G    D
You can't cook or sew
             G      A
You get from day to day
   C            G     D
By filling your head
        G           A
But you surely must know
              C         G
The thrill between your legs
    F         Em
Has worn off

    Em               Bm7
And I don't feel any sorrow
            Am7       Bm7
Towards the Kings and Queens
       Am7   Bm7    Em       Em
Of the butterfly collectors