N.C.
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F
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C
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G
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F
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You’ve |
done it |
all, |
you’ve |
bro |
ken every |
code |
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C
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G
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And pulled the |
rebel |
to the |
floor. |
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F
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C
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G
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F
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You’ve spoilt the |
game, |
no |
matt |
er what you |
say. |
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C
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G
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For only |
metal, |
what a |
bore. |
F
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C
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Blue eyes, |
blue |
eyes, |
F
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C
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G
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How can you |
tell |
so many |
lie |
s? |
Dm
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F
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C
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G
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Come up and |
see |
me, make me |
smi |
le |
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Dm
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F
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C
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G
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(N.C.)
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Or do what you |
want, |
running |
wild. |
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N.C.
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F
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C
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G
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F
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There’s |
nothing |
left, |
all |
gone |
and run a |
way, |
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C
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G
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Maybe you’ll |
tarry |
for a |
while. |
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F
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C
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G
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F
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It’s just a |
test, |
a |
game |
for us to |
play. |
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C
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G
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Win or |
lose, |
it’s hard to |
smile. |
F
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C
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G
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It’s from |
your |
self you have to |
hide.
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F
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Em
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F
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Am
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Em
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Em
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G
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G
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Dm
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F
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C
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G
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Dm
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F
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C
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G
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N.C.
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F
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C
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G
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F
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There |
ain’t no |
more, |
you |
’ve taken every |
thing |
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C
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G
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From my be |
lief |
in Mother |
Earth. |
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F
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C
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G
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F
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Can you ig |
nore |
my |
faith |
in every |
thing, |
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C
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G
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Cause I know what |
faith |
is and what it’s |
worth. |
F
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C
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G
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And don’t say |
maybe |
you’ll |
try.
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F
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C
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𝄆
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Ooh- |
ooh |
la-la-la |
𝄇
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F
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C
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𝄆
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Ooh- |
ooh |
la-la-la |
𝄇
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G
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Oooo |
oooooaaaaaah |
Play until fade
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