SURREAL ESTATE BROKER
(words and music © 2001 by Paul Estin)  (v. Dec18)

[Verse 1:]
D   -   A7  -   One day Salvador came to my office;
A7  -   D   D7  He wanted to make a house purchase.
G   -   D   -   All the homes that he'd seen were too normal for him;
A7  -   D   A7  Sal wanted some help with his searches.
D   A7  D   A7  So I showed him a house with its frame cut in half;
D   A7  D   A7  It had clocks that would melt and were good for a laugh;
D   A7  D   E7  Plus a yard with strange swans and a burning giraffe...
A7  -   D   D7  So Sal, he was done with his searches!

[Chorus 1:]
G   -   D   -   For I'm the Surreal Estate Broker; 
A7  -   D   D7  (Though you may think that he is a joker!)
G   -   F#m B7  I'll find the right place, with a strange use of space
Em  A7  D   -   ('Cause he's the Surreal Estate Broker!)

[Verse 2:]
Then René came in through my shop entrance;
He sought the right place to be dwelling in.
He'd heard that I sold all the oddest abodes.
"I know just the one," I was telling 'im!
In the sky the sun shone, but the house was in night;
René's bowler hat nearly blocked all his sight;
I showed him the plumbing; he said, "That's not a pipe..."
And soon, the house I was selling 'im!

[Chorus 2:]
For I'm the Surreal Estate Broker; 
(Perhaps that René was a smoker!)
I'll find the right place, with a strange use of space
('Cause he's the Surreal Estate Broker!)

[Bridge:]
          [sung]                          [spoken]
D  D  A   Ceci n'est pas une pipe!        ...This is not a pipe!
D  D  A   Ceci n'est pas ma belle maison! ...This is not my beautiful house!
D  D  A   Ceci n'est pas ma belle femme!  ...This is not my beautiful wife!
A  A  D   Le même que c'était toujours!   ...Same as it ever was!
                                             Same as it ever was!
                                             Same as it ev-er was!
A----00--00--
E--22------22

[Verse 3:]
The next buyer was Maurits Cornelis;
His friends had sent him to my doorway.
M.C. hoped that he'd find the right house from me
I said, "Sir, I have one that's made your way!"
On all of the desks there were lizards to spare;
When outside was inside, he was caught unaware;
When he walked down the stairs, well, he walked UP the stairs...
He said "Yes!" when the wall became floorway!
[a capella] ... Like René and Georgette Magritte after the war-way!

[Chorus 3:]
For I'm the Surreal Estate Broker; 
(He holds all the cards playing poker!)
I'll find the right place, with a strange use of space
('Cause he's the Surreal Estate Broker!)

[Chorus 4:]
Yes, I'm the Surreal Estate Broker; 
(Max and Yves thought that he was a toker!)
I'll find the right place, with a strange use of space
('Cause he's the Surreal Estate Broker!)

[Final chorus:]
              [slowly]
G  -  F#m B7  All my homes are insane... And they may hurt your brain...
Em A7 D   -   He is... the Sur-real Es-tate Bro-ker!



Notes:

E7 (in verse) adds provocative dissonance.  G would be the standard chord.

For F#m (in chorus), one can substitute D or F#m7.  (I usually play an 
F#m7 as xx2222.)

On final D, pluck each note separately.