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Apartment in New York, London and Paris,
Am C F
where will we rest, we’re all living on top of it
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It’s all that we have the USA is our daily bread,
Am C F
and no one is willing to share it
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Why can’t we see our fortunancy
Am C F
living as legends have lived
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Bane and dismannered, we coax all the time
Am C F
knowing that nothing is left when we die
Am C Am C
Come aloooong fool
Am C G F
A direct hit of the senses you are disconnected
Am C
It’s not that it’s bad…
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it’s not that it’s death
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It’s just on the tip of your tongue, and you're so silent
Am C Am C
Wanting to live and laugh all the time,
Am C F
sitting alone with you tea and your crime
Am C Am C
Children with kids, and people with parents,
Am C F
any which way there’s no past and no presence
Am C Am C
When the day comes and all of them bums
Am C F
will reveal enchanting persons
Am C Am C
Come aloooong fool
Am C G F
A direct hit of the senses you are disconnected
Am C
It’s not that it’s bad…
Am C Am C
it’s not that it’s death
Am C Am C G F
It’s just on the tip of your tongue, and you're so silent
Am C Am C
When it's a rut and baby's no luck,
Am C F
half of it's misunderstanding love
Am C Am C
The war we have won we're winning again,
Am C F
within ourselves and within our friends
Am C Am C
Come aloooong fool
Am C G F
A direct hit of the senses you are disconnected
Am C
It’s not that it’s bad…
Am C Am C
it’s not that it’s death
Am C Am C G F
It’s just on the tip of your tongue, and you're so silent
Am C Am C
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