David Bowie - Eight Line Poem: chords

C                       F
Tactful cactus by your window
C                           F
Survey the prairie of your room
C                       D
Mobile spins to its collision
E                                F
Clara puts her head between her paws
C                                 F
They've opened shops down on the westside
C                          F
Will all the cacti find a home?
C                   E
But the key to the city
           F                 Dsus4            G
Is in the sun that pins the branches to the sky
F    C
Oh...oh