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Capo on 6th
Em7 020030
Gadd4 320013
Fmaj7 103210 (play 6th chord with thumb, or just play F)
Am, Dm, C, G, C, Em7, Am, Dm, C, G, Gadd4, G
Well grey cAmlouds wraped round the Fmaj7town like elastic
CGars stood like toys made of TCaiwanese pEm7lastic
Am Fmaj7 G Gadd4 G
The boy laughed at the spastic dancing around in the rain
While lAmaundrettes cleaned clothes, high Fmaj7heals rub toes
PGuddles splashed huddles of Cbus stop Em7crows
Am Fmaj7 G Gadd4 G
Dressed in their suits and their boots well they all look the same
I tFook myself down to the cGafe to find all the Cboys lost in Em7books and crAmackling Gvinyl
And cFarved out a poem aGbove the urinal that rCead C7
Don't you crFy for the lost
SmGile for the living
GCet what you Em7need and gAmive what you're gGiven
LFife's for the living so lGive it
Or you're better off dAmead
Dm, C, G, C, Em7, Am, Dm, C, G, Gadd4, G
While the Amevening pulled the moon Fmaj7out of it's packet
StGars shone like buttons on an Cold man's jEm7acket
Am Fmaj7 G Gadd4 G
We needed a nail but we tacked it 'til it fell of the wall
While pAmigeon's pecked trains, sparks flFmaj7ew like planes
The rGain showed the rainbows in thCe oil stEm7ains
Am Fmaj7 G Gadd4 G
And we all had new iPhones but no one had no one to call
And FI stumbled down to the sGtomach of the town
Where the wCidow takes mEm7emories Amto slowly drGown
With a hFand to the sky and a mGist in her eye she sCaid C7
Don't you crFy for the lost
SmGile for the living
GCet what you Em7need and gAmive what you're gGiven
LFife's for the living so lGive it
Or you're better off dAmead
Em, F, C, Em7, Am, Em, G, Gadd4, G
Well I'm sAmick of this town, this blFmaj7ind man's forage
They tGake your dreams down and stCick them in stEm7orage
Am Fmaj7 G Gadd4 G
You can have them back son when you've paid off your mortgage and loans
Oh hAmell with this place, I'll go Fmaj7it my own way
I'll stGick out my thumb and I trCudge down the Em7highway
Am Fmaj7 G Gadd4 G
Someday someone must be going my way home
Till then FI'll make my bed from a dGisused car
With a mCattress of lEm7eaves and a blAmanket of stGars
And I'll stFitch the words into my hGeart with a needle and thrCead C7
Don't you crFy for the lost
SmGile for the living
GCet what you Em7need and gAmive what you're gGiven
You know lFife's for the living so lGive it
Or you're better off dCead C7
F (single struming from here)
Don't you cry for the lost
SmGile for the living
GCet what you Em7need and gAmive what you're gGiven
LFife's for the living so lGive it
Or you're better off dead