Cloister Bells

G
In Logop'lis,

There's no topless
        C
Bars because they're all male;
       D
In the air is the sound of accountants.
     G
Pity Nyssa--

The Master's misa-
       C
ppropriated her Dad;
      D                      G
And above all the racket you hear:

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G               C
Cloister bells, cloister bells;
D                       G
It's crisis time in the TARDIS!
             C
Ring-a-ling, hear them ring;
D                     G
Soon it will be Peter Davison.

With the TARDIS
Door ajar, dis-
cussing measures and weights
There the Doctor soon wishes he wasn't,
Now that Tegan
's only begun
To express her complaints,
And so loud that you barely can hear:

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