키: F major
Intro 1
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Em
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Em
D
Verse 1
Em
Something
D
kind of hit me today
Bm
I looked at you and wondered if you
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C
Bm
saw things my way
D
Ebdim
B
Em
People will hold us to blame
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C
A
D
It hit me today, it hit me today
Verse 2
Em
D
We're taking it hard all the time
G
Why don't we pass it by?
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C
Just reply, you've changed your mind
Bm
D
We're fighting with the
Ebdim
B
Em
eyes of the blind
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C
A
Taking it hard, taking it hard
Verse 3
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C
Yet now
Bm
G
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Eb
We feel that we are paper,
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Em
Am
choking on you nightly
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F
They tell me "Son, we want you,
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D
be elusive, but don't walk far"
Em
A
Am
G
For we're breaking in the new boys,
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Eb
deceive your next of kin
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Em
A
For you're dancing where the dogs decay,
Am
G
F
de fecating ecstasy
Eb
D
A
You're just an ally of the leecher
G
Locator for the virgin King,
F
Eb
but I love you in your fuck-me pumps
pumps
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B
A
And your nimble dress that trails
Am
G
F
Oh, dress yourself, my urchin one,
Eb
D
for I hear them on the rails
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Am
Because of all we've seen,
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Eb
because of all we've said
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A
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A
We are the dead
Verse 4
Em
G
D
One thing kind of touched me today
G
Bm
I looked at you and counted all
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C
Bm
the times we had laid
D
Ebdim
Pressing our love through
B
Em
the night
G
C
A
D
Knowing it's right, knowing it's right
Verse 5
Em
D
Now I'm hoping some one will care
Bm
Living on the breath of a hope
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C
Bm
to be shared
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Ebdim
Em
Trusting on the son s of our love
D
C
A
That someone will care, someone will care
Verse 6
D
C
Bm
G
But now
F
Eb
We're today's scrambled creatures,
Em
A
locked in tomorrow's double feature
Am
G
F
Heaven's on the pillow,
Eb
D
its silence competes with hell
Em
A
Am
G
It's a twenty-four hour hour service,
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Eb
guaranteed to make you tell
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Em
A
And the streets are full of press men
Am
G
F
Bent on getting hung and buried
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D
A
And the legendary curtains are drawn
Am
G
'round Baby Bankrupt
F
Who sucks you while
Eb
you're sleeping
D
A
It's the theater of financiers
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F
Count them, fifty 'round a table
Eb
D
White and dressed to kill
Verse 7
A
G
Oh caress yourself, my juicy
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Eb
For my hands have all but withered
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A
Oh dress yourself my urchin one,
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F
for I hear them on the stairs
Eb
Because of all we've seen,
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A
G
Bm
because of all we've said
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A
C#m
B
A
We are the dead
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A
Bm
B
We are the dead
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We are the dead
Outro 1
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Em
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G
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