Tom: F#m
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[Verse 1]
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A little boy sits on a doorstep, lifting his hands for to dampen the sound
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Of a bitch who's informing the neighbours of intimate acts with some waif she had found
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Where the chimneys of steam emanate from the gutter in a dive bar where the hungry all stew
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It is here that the brilliant blasphemers are sitting and cursing us under the moon
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Ah with every name under the sun, as the young ones are banging their drums
[Chorus]
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Is there any evidence of living left in this town?
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Would I find any evidence of li - v- ing amongst you saddening crowds?
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Is there any evidence of li - v - ing within them? Within us?
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Would I find any evidence of living left in this town?
[Verse 2]
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The dishwasher had spoke of the new testament, so I picked up a German edition
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Though I could read nor decipher one single cold word, I was joined by the strange apparition
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He'd a face like an old painter’s radio, disgrace was his family name
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We played cards, I was happy just to be there. Happily losing, happily lucid
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Waiting for morning, waiting to be saved
[Chorus]
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Is there any evidence of living left in this town?
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Would I find any evidence of li - v- ing amongst you saddening crowds?
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Is there any evidence of li - v - ing within them? Within us?
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Would I find any evidence of living left in this town?
[Verse 3]
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We gathered our traveling circus, one and for all, we must hoist up the mast
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We must move now to set an example for every kid who's dreams died in 5th class
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In the name of that choice, in a cracked anemic voice, that tall girl she did silence the crowd
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She awoke in the spirit; “we all washed ourselves in it”
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Oh, I shook, I tripped, and I moaned
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Being wounded, she then brought me home
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By her bedside while combing her hair
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She undressed and then whispered in prayer:
[Chorus]
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Is there any evidence of living left in this town?
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Would I find any evidence of li - v- ing amongst you saddening crowds?
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Is there any evidence of li - v - ing within them? Within us?
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Would I find any evidence of living left in this town?
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Shall we make it to the meadow?
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Is heaven just another ghetto?
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The ankle ripped by a stiletto
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We are the living in this town
[Outro]
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