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From: Lee Eugene T <et-lee@ux4.cso.uiuc.edu> Subject: CRD: MADE OF STONE - THE STONE ROSES MADE OF STONE
AmYOUR KNUCKLES WHITEN ON CTHE WHEEL THE LAST THING THAT YOUR HANDS WILL FFEEL YOUR FINAL FLIGHT CAN'T BE DEELAYED AmNO LAND JUST SKY IT'S SO SCERENE YOUR PINK FAT LIPS LET GO A SFCREAM YOU FRY AND MELT I LOVE THE SECENE
CSOMETIMES I FANTASCIZE FWHEN THE STREETS ARE COLD AND LONELY CAND THE CARS THEY BURN BELOW ME
CDON'T THESE TIMES FILL YOURC EYES WHEN THE SFTREETS ARE COLD AND LONELY CAND THE CARS THEY BURN BELOW ME ARE YOU ALL ACLONE IS ANYBODY HAmOME
Am - C - F - E (same as first verse) I'M STANDING WARM AGAINST THE COLD NOW THAT THE FLAMES HAVE TAKEN HOLD AT LEAST YOU LEFT YOUR LIFE IN STYLE AND FOR AS FAR AS I CAN SEE TIN TWISTED GRILLS GRIN BACK AT ME BAD MONEY DIES I LOVE THE SCENE CHORUS (x2) not too sure about the end of the chorus, appreciate it if someone could tab out the intro/outro to this song. feel free to make corrections or comment gene et-lee@ux4.cso.uiuc.edu