INTRO: Em F#m(w/Ebass) G(w/Ebass)
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Eight miles high and when you touch down
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You'll find that it's stranger than known
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Signs in the street that say where you're going
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Are somewhere just being their own
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No-where is there to be found
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Among those afraid of losing their ground
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Mean grey town known for its sound
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In places small places un-bound
Lead |: Em F#m(w/Ebass) G(w/Ebass) :|
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Now the squares of moving storms
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Some laughing some just shapeless forms
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Sidewalk scenes and black limosouines
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Some living some standing alone
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Todays music ain't got the same soul, I like that old time rock and roll
