David Bowie - Five years

^Gpushing thr^F#mu' the market square ^Em so ^Cmany mother sighing ^A News had just come over We had f^Cive years^G l^Ameft to cry in

^GNews guy we^F#mpt and told us ^Emearth ^Cwas really dying ^ACried so much, his face was wet T^Chen I kne^Gw ^Amhe was not lying.

^GI ^Amheard^G telephones, opera house, favorite melodies I ^Bmsaw ^Emboys, toys, electric irons and T.V's My ^Abrain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare I ha^Cd to cram so many things to store ev'ry thing in there And ^Amall the fat skinny people ^C And al^Aml the tall short people ^C And all t^Ghe ^Amnob^Gody peoples ^C And a^Gll ^Amthe^D7 somebody peoples I never t^Amhought ^CI'd^G n^Ameed so many people

^GA girl my age went off her head, ^Emhit some tiny children ^AIf the black hadn't a-pulled her off, ^CI think she would have killed them ^GA soldier with a broken arm, ^Emfixed his stare to the wheels of a Cadillac ^AA cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest, ^Cand a queer Threw up at the sight of that

^G I think i sa^F#mw you in an ice cream parlor ^Em Drinking milkshakes cold and long ^A smiling and waving and looking so fine ^C Don't think you knew you were in this song

And ^Git ^Amwas ^Gcold, and it rained, so i felt like an actor ^F#mAnd i ^Emthought of Ma, and i wanted to get back there Your ^Aface, Your race, the way that you talk I ^Ckiss you, you're ^Gbea^Amutiful, I want you to walk. we got

Five ^Gyear^Bms stuck on my eyes ^Emfive years what a surprise we got ^Afive years my brain hurts a lot ^Cfive years that's all we've got