Tom: Bm
Bm
We starve, look at one another, short of breath
D
Walking proudly in our winter coats
Wearing smells from laboratories
Bm A Bm F#
Facing a dying nation of moving paper fantasy
Bm
Listening for the new told lies
G D
With supreme visions of lonely tunes
Bm
Somewhere, inside something there is a rush of
D
Greatness, who knows what stands in front of
Bm A
Our lives, I fashion my future on films in space
Bm F#
Silence tells me secretly
Everything
Bm
Everything
Manchester, England, England
Manchester, England, England
Across the Atlantic Sea
And I'm a genius, genius
I believe in God
And I believe that God believes in Claude
That's me, that's me, that's me
We starve, look at one another, short of breath
Walking proudly in our winter coats
Wearing smells from laboratories
Facing a dying nation of moving paper fantasy
Listening for the new told lies
With supreme visions of lonely tunes
Singing our space songs on a spider web sitar
Life is around you and in you
Answer for Timothy Leary, dearie
Bm F# Bm
Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in
G D
The sunshine in
Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in
The sunshine in
Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in
The sunshine in
Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in
The sunshine in
Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in
The sunshine in
Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in
The sunshine in
Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in
The sunshine in
Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in
The sunshine in
Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in
The sunshine in
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