Tom: D
A
I was walking alone in an unfamiliar town
C
when the buildings started to shiver and shake.
Eb
Shimmering rain came down in sheets
D
and then glittered like glass on the empty streets.
A
I could see your face in the wind
C
I could hear the orchestral storm begin to sing:
Eb
“It's the end, it's the goddamn end!
D
Come on, baby, light that, light that fire!”
[Chorus]
A
It's a matter of simple deduction.
C
It's a matter of complete control.
Eb
You can hold hands with the man in the tower,
D
but you just can't guarantee a place for your soul.
(x2)
[Verse]
A
So there I was, right? Stuck in the street.
C
Not a soul for miles, on my own two feet.
Eb
Glittering glass, piles of trash,
D
stuttering into the wind, wind, wind.
A
I could see your face in the air,
C
I could taste your skin on my lips.
Eb
But this is the end, this is the end!
D
Come on, baby, light that, light that fire!
[Chorus]
A
It's a matter of simple deduction.
C
It's a matter of complete control.
Eb
You can hold hands with the man in the tower,
D
but you just can't guarantee a place for your soul.
(x2)
[Instrumental]
A C Eb D (x2)
End on A
