Tom: E
E A
Mirror in my bedsit bathroom
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Pulling nails out of my head
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Lucy is on my shoulder
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Talking like she owns the dead
[Verse 2]
E A
So you wanna be my soldier
E A
And to ride your own shooting star
E A
I'll see you on your back in twelve boy
E A
And I'll fly you where the moon is dark
[Verse 3]
E A
In three you get your snow white sandbox
E A
Chariot and golden fleece
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Give 'em anything that'll make 'em scream
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To a funky pumping beat
[Verse 4]
E A
In six you're up to sugar daddy
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The mansion full of beautiful girls
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In nine you're the new Messiah
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Playing Messaline on fire
[Bridge]
F#m A
In twelve it's not a pretty sight
F#m A
And she's nowhere to be seen
F#m A
I could come around a full moon later
F#m A
But I was never much of a waiter
F#m A
So I'm off to dedicate my life
F#m A
To the death of rock & roll
[Chorus]
E A
No-one gets their money back
E A
And I just keep my soul
E A
No-one gets their money back
E A
And I just keep my soul
E A
No-one gets their money back
E A
And I just keep my soul
E A
No-one gets their money back
E A
And I just keep my soul
[Chorus]
E A
Thank you very much
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