C
Jesus hangs behind the glass
F
Above venetian doors
G                             Am                    G     
His window box boasts crimson flowers fresh cut the day before

C
And you couldn't find a smile
F
If you nailed it to his face
G                Am                  G
But Jesus Christ hangs his head with grace


[Chorus]

       F
And if Venice is sinking
C         G
I'm going under
F
'Cause beauty's religion
        Am                 G      C   F   G   Am   G   C
And its Christened me with wonder


[Verse 2]

C
They come in bent-backed
F
Creeping 'cross the floor all dressed in black
G                                  Am                G  
Candles, thick as pillars, you can buy one off the floor
C
And the ceiling's painted gold
F
Mary's hair is red
G                    Am         G
The old come here to kiss their dead


[Chorus]

        F
And if Venice is sinking
C         G
I'm going under
F
'Cause beauty's religion
        Am                 G      C   F   G   Am   G   C
And its Christened me with wonder


[Bridge]

C  F   G  F   Am   G   C


[Verse 3]

C
We made love on a bed
F
That sagged down to the floor
G                    Am               G  C
In a room that had a postcard on the door


C
Of Marini's Little Man
F
With an erection on a horse
G                             Am                G
It always leaves me laughing, leaves me feeling that, of course if


[Chorus]

       F
And if Venice is sinking
C         G
I'm going under
F
'Cause beauty's religion
         C                  G        C   F   G   Am   G 
And it's Christened me with wonder