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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