C / F /
C / G Gsus4 G
C F
Come into the mystic valley,
G Gsus4 C
All ye weary travellers;
F C
Come and rest beside the pool
F Gsus4 G
And lay aside your grief.
Am Em
Astriel will play the harp
F C
And sooth you with her singing
F C Gsus4
G
And beauty quite beyond
C
F
C
Belief.
Am Em
We shall dine by moonlight
F C
On delectable confections
Am Em
While conversing softly
F Gsus4 G
In our ancient tongue, and so
C F
All will be quite courteous
Gsus4 G C
And wonderful and magic,
Am Dm
And yes, in case you’re wondering,
G
Gsus4
G
We know
C
Everybody hates elves.
G
Everybody can see
C
That we’re better than you.
F
This is knowledge that we
C
Hold over your heads.
F
You are all you can be,
G
But you’ll never be anything like us.
C
Everybody hates elves.
G
Everybody’s aware
C
That we elven-folk don’t
F
Really know that you’re there,
C
Or if you point it out,
F
Then we truly don’t care.
G C F C
Everybody hates elves.
C F
We are lovely and accomplished
G Gsus4 C
Symbols of perfection;
F C
We are slender, willowy,
F Gsus4 G
And absurdly tall.
Am Em
Humans long to sleep with us
F C
And spawn pretty half-elves
F C Gsus4
G
With no human features
C
F C
At all.
Am Em
Humans have such tiny lives;
F C
We live almost forever.
Am Em
I have spent a hundred years
F Gsus4 G
Just gazing at the sky.
C F
And since we are all wealthy,
Gsus4 G C
We live our lives in comfort.
Am Dm
It must be awfully dreary
G
Gsus4
G
To die.
C
Everybody hates elves.
G
Everybody can see
C
That we’re better than you.
F
This is knowledge that we
C
Hold over your heads.
F
You are all you can be,
G
But you’ll never be anything like us.
C
Everybody hates elves.
G
Everybody’s aware
C
That we elven-folk don’t
F
Really know that you’re there,
C
Or if you point it out,
F
Then we truly don’t care.
G C F C
Everybody hates elves.
Long,
silly kazoo solo. The
first part has the
same chords as the chorus. The
second
part goes like this:
F / C /
E7 / Am /
F / C /
Gsus4 / G /
C / F /
Gsus4 / Am /
F / C /
F / Gsus4 / /
G / /
C F
You are nourished and quite rested,
G Gsus4
G
And the beauty of our land
F C
Has allayed your grief, which vanished
F Gsus4 G
‘Neath ethereal song.
Am Em
Now that you are clean and happy,
F
C
Lapped about with comforts,
F C Gsus4
G
It’s time for you to move
C
F C
Along.
Am Em
We shall give you gifts, of course,
F C
And prophecies, and blessings;
Am Em
We’ll shed diamond tears as we all
F Gsus4 G
See you on your way.
C F
But you can’t just stay here; this
Gsus4 G C
Is not a place for humans.
Am Dm G Gsus4 G
We shall wait politely as you say:
C
Everybody hates elves.
G
Everybody can see
C
That we’re better than you.
F
This is knowledge that we
C
Hold over your heads.
F
You are all you can be,
G
But you’ll never be anything like us.
C
Everybody hates elves.
G
Everybody’s aware
C
That we elven-folk don’t
F
Really know that you’re there,
C
Or if you point it out,
F
Then we truly don’t care.
G C F C
Everybody hates elves.
C
Everybody hates elves.
G
Everybody can see
C
That we’re better than you.
F
This is knowledge that we
C
Hold over your heads.
F
You are all you can be,
G
But you’ll never be anything like us.
C
Everybody hates elves.
G
Everybody’s aware
C
That we elven-folk don’t
F
Really know that you’re there,
C
Or if you point it out,
F
Then we truly don’t care.
G C F C
Everybody hates elves.
G C F C
Everybody hates elves.
G C
Everybody hates elves.
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