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C Shore to shore got some land between C Island life is living through a cup of broken queens F hit the jackpot rolling through a pipe dream in a knot C and I'm missing what was pissing up the wall that I forgot G I forgot F I forgot C C I am the masked rider, give me some grace C You've never seen me and you don't know my face F She was no [Incomprehensible] it was cold, it was blue C And it only happened despite me or you F Me or you, me or you
C Smoking paper to the crimson flashing bars C Drinking cocktail wine or cottage cream and passing strangers' cars F Live in one room housing with a roof to meet the sky C Spelling Jesus won't you please us 'cos you seem a damn nice guy F Damn nice guy, damn nice guy C We listened to passengers stamping old songs C And we lose what's to lose when you haven't done wrong F Drums too slow for a funeral beat C No strumming of strings and no stamping of feet F Of feet, of feet C It's awfully considerate of you to think of me C And it's not so hard to see you smoking fags and drinking tea F It's the crummy lost at seasick with a floating on the waves C To join the other flotsam with the ripped up queens and knaves F Queens and knaves, queens and knaves C There lies a lady, she's gone and she's gone C She'll be a fine lady before too long F But I hit her head and she finished her walking C She shouldn't be dead, she was too busy talking F Busy talking, busy talking C They can fill a cup or two and still disturb the peace C It's never made it all the way from shore to shore, from west to east F I read that independence was a lightness in your step C You walked away, I felt so heavy at the start of every day F Every day, every day C I've been waiting an hour and the bus hasn't come C I've been cursing my God for the lack of the sun F I've been ruined by destiny, lowered by fate C And the upshot of this is I'm going to be late F
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