Eb The pop don't sound the same no moreFm When I pull the corkEb Never about the taste beforeFm It was a hunt for sport [Refrain]Cm Fm A sea of fading facesCm Fm I was stupid and proudEb Ab Eb Ab Eyes as sharp as knivesEb Ab Ab Eb Cut me out of the crowd [Chorus]Fm Bb Wine still cheap and redEb Cm Eyes still deep and trueFm Bb Glasses raise againEb Cm Drink to the pulp of youthFm Bb Eb Climb the vine again, my friend [Verse 2]Eb Not everybody makes itFm Casualties of some plotEb Not a pro just a lucky oneFm To make it out of the line [Refrain]Cm Fm A sea of fading facesCm Fm I was stupid and proudEb Ab Eb Ab Eyes as sharp as knivesEb Ab Eb Ab Cut me out of the crowd [Chorus]Fm Bb Wine still cheap and redEb Cm Eyes still deep and trueFm Bb Glasses raise againEb Cm Drink to the pulp of youthFm Bb Climb the vine again,Eb Cm Drink to the pulp of youthFm Bb Til our time is dueEb Cm I'll be on the vine with youFm Bb Eb As it was in the pulp of youth [Verse 3]Eb Who was the pickerCm Who is to sayFm And does it even matterEb Cm The lucky ones come up when the sun sinks downFm High on laughter [Refrain]Cm Fm A sea of fading facesCm Fm I was stupid and proudEb Ab Eb Ab Eyes as sharp as knivesEb Ab Eb Fm Cut me out of the crowd [Instrumental]G Cm Fm Eb Ab Eb Ab x2 [Chorus]Fm Bb Wine still cheap and redEb Cm Eyes still deep and trueFm Bb Glasses raise againEb Cm Drink to the pulp of youthFm Bb Till our time is dueEb Cm I'll be on the vine with youFm Bb Eb As it was in the pulp of youth
Pulp Of Youth
The Growlers
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Tom: