Someday All This Will Be Road chords by Spin Doctors

• Difficulty: Beginner 👶

Intro:

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Verse 1:
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Lights on the bridges and a smokestack far away
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Smoke turns to indigo in the ending business day
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The taxicabs' assault on the potholed asphalt
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They parry and lunge 'neath the thin winter sun who's
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Painting the bedroom grey

Chorus:
D         Em         G
Computer Mage of the plastic age
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Someday all this will be a road
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Where will it take us?
         G         C
It's got seventeen lanes.
D             Em
Where will it run?
        G              C
It's an interstate parkway.
D             Em
Where will it go?
       G             C
It's a boot print of progress.
D             Em
Where will it take us?
           C               D
It's gonna be a road, be a road.

Verse 2:
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Domesticated primates, the leary convict says
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Sewn up together in paper foil like a pack of Pez, of course,
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School was a fine bunch of rehashed lines, there was
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Nothing really said, I could have stayed home in bed and watched
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Reruns of Desi Arnaz

Instrumental:
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Verse 3:
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"Time's a logistic concept", says Einstein's kid, the dunce.
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"People's way of keeping everything from happening at once
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"Overtake the light, and time is in your sight
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"And black holes bend the beams so nothing's where it seems and
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"Finding out the truth could take you months."

Chorus:
D         Em         G
Computer Mage of the plastic age
D          Em    G         C
Someday all this will be a road
D             Em
Where will it take us?
         G         C
It's got seventeen lanes.
D             Em
Where will it run?
        G              C
It's an interstate parkway.
D             Em
Where will it go?
       G             C
It's a boot print of progress.
D             Em
Where will it take us?
           C               D
It's gonna be a road, be a road.

Outro:
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