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Intro:
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Going down a dirty inner city side road
A ( Em6 A6/E A Em6 A6/E A )
I plotted.
E
Madness passed me by, she smiled: "hi!"
A ( Em6 A6/E A Em6 A6/E A )
I nodded
E B7
Looked up as the sky began to cry
E
She shot it.
E A
Met a girl from Dearborn, early six o'clock this morn
E ( E E7 E ) 2x
A cold fact
A
Asked about her bag, suburbia's such a drag
E ( E E7 E ) (E Em E)
Won't go back
G D A E (E Em E)
'Cause Papa don't allow no new ideas here
G D A E (E Em E)
And now he sees the news, but the picture's not too clear.
A
Mama, Papa, stop
A
Treasure what you got
A
Soon you may be caught
E (E Em E)
Without it.
A
The curfew's set for eight
A
Will it ever all be straight
E (E Em E)
I doubt it.
(E Em E)
E A
7 jealous fools playing by her rules
E ( E E7 E ) 2x
Can't believe her.
A
He feels so in between, can't break the scene
E ( E E7 E ) 2x
It would grieve her
E B7
And that's the reason why he must cry
E (E Em E)
He'll never leave her.
E
Crooked children, yellow chalk
A
Writing on the concrete walk
E ( E E7 E ) (E Em E)
Their King died
A
Drinking from a Judas cup, looking down but seeing up
E ( E E7 E ) (E Em E)
Sweet red wine
G D A E
'Cause Papa don't allow no new ideas here
G D A E
And now you hear the music, but the words don't sound too clear.
A
Mama, Papa, stop.
A
Treasure what you got
A
Soon you may be caught
E (E Em E)
Without it.
A
The curfew's set for eight
A
Will it ever all be straight
E (E Em E)
I doubt it.
E
Going down a dusty, Georgian side road
A ( Em6 A6/E A Em6 A6/E A )
I wonder
E
The wind splashed in my face
B7
Can smell a trace
E
Of thunder
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