Am Fmaj7
Well, grey clouds wrapped round the town like elastic
G C C/B
Cars stood like toys made of Taiwanese plastic
Am Fmaj7 G Gadd4 G
The boy laughed at the spastic dancing around in the rain
Am Fmaj7
While laundrettes cleaned clothes, high heels rub toes
G C C/B
Puddles splashed huddles of bus stop crows
Am Fmaj7 G Gadd4 G
Dressed in their suits and their boots, well they all look the same
F G
I took myself down to the cafe to find all
C C/B Am G
the boys lost in books and crackling vinyl
F G C C7
And carved out a poem above the urinal that read
F G
Don't you cry for the lost, smile for the living
C C/B Am G
Get what you need and give what you're given
F G
Life's for the living so live it
Am
Or you're better off dead
Am Dm C
G C C/B
Am Dm C
G Gadd4 G
Am Fmaj7
While the evening pulled the moon out of its packet
G C C/B
Stars shone like buttons on an old man's jacket
Am Fmaj7 G Gadd4 G
We needed a nail but we tacked it till it fell off the wall
Am Fmaj7
While pigeons pecked drains, sparks flew like planes
G C C/B
The rain showed the rainbows in the oil stains
Am Fmaj7 G Gadd4 G
And we all had new iPhones but no one had no one to call
F G
And I stumbled down to the stomach of the town
C C/B Am G
Where the widow takes memories to slowly drown
F G C C7
With a hand to the sky and a mist in her eye she said
F G
Don't you cry for the lost, smile for the living
C C/B Am G
Get what you need and give what you're given
F G
Life's for the living so live it
Am
Or you're better off dead
Am Em
F C C/B
Am Em
G Gadd4 G
Am Fmaj7
Well, I'm sick of this town, this blind man's forage
G C C/B
They take your dreams down and stick them in storage
Am Fmaj7 G Gadd4 G
You can have them back son when you've paid off your mortgage and loans
Am Fmaj7
Yeah, hell with this place, I'll go it my own way
G C C/B
I'll stick out my thumb and I trudge down the highway
Am Fmaj7 G Gadd4 G
Someday someone must be going my way home
F G
Till then I'll make my bed from a disused car
C C/B Am G
With a mattress of leaves and a blanket of stars
F G C C7
And I'll stitch the words into my heart with a needle and thread
F G
Don't you cry for the lost, smile for the living
C C/B Am G
Get what you need and give what you're given
F G
You know life's for the living so live it
C C7
Or you're better off dead
F
Don't you cry for the lost
G
Smile for the living
C C/B Am G
Get what you need and give what you're given
F G
You know, life is for the living so live it
Or you're better off dead
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