• A
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  • E
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Tom:
B| 2
G| 3
D| 4
A| 0
E| 0
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D E7 A Kick, you know you're still a kid
D E7 A And your diets too full of additives.
D E7 A F# Passed out on the couch with ashes in your mouth
Bm7 E7 Dreaming that you're hopping the fence.
D E7 A This world must have it out for you
D E7 A From the shores of Montauk up to Malibu.
D E7 A F# The trappings of a name that you never could escape,
Bm7 E7 These people want to live in the past.
Bm7 E7 Some golden age that they never had.
Bm I thought we lost that Camelot
E7 I thought we lost that Camelot
A7 Some children story we forgot,
F* Bm E7 Grew old so long ago.
D E7 A Kick its hard to make a friend
D E7 A In a world that's this cruel and partisan.
D E7 A F# But you should go in style to Stockholm for a while,
Bm7 E7 Live outside oblivions lense.
D E7 A Someday you'll have a fine divorce,
D E7 A and a cemetery plot in Hyannisport.
D E7 A F# Next time you close your eyes on that helicopter ride,
Bm7 E7 I hope you see it isn't your fault.
Bm7 E7 I hope you know it isn't your fault.
Bm I thought we shot that Camelot
E7 I thought they shot that Camelot
A7 Whoever shot this movie stop
F* Bm E7 B wrote; said the show must go. - This line is probably the most wrong FILL: A A?(finger on B-string up to the 3rd fret)
A Lying in the office on an old chaise-lounge
Bm Listening to the doctor drone.
D Dm No therapeutic feeling once the shock wears's off,
A7 E7 Answer every question 'no'.
A Hiding in the hammock with the shades pulled down
Bm Wondering if the story's broke.
D Dm Tragedy is profit once the word gets out,
A7 E7 Tabloids at the country store.
A Searching on the tables once the bar's closed down,
Bm said somebody stole your phone.
D Dm Now there's no-one to talk to but these trust-fund drunks,
A7 E7 You should have brought a chaperone.
A Well Kick, I'd love to help you but I just don't count,
Bm Friendship makes you paranoid.
D Dm I don't believe in curses, but I just might now.
A7 E7 I never really had a choice.
F* Dm Just like all your broken toys. D PEAT FILL
D E7 A Well Kick, you know this life is rich.
D E7 A But pleasure's not the same as happiness.
D E7 A F# But if you don't collide with the traffic in your mind,
Bm7 E7 I think you'll find your way out of this.
Bm7 E7 I hope you find your way out of this.
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