C At fifteen we had to leave the States againF Dad was stationed at an RAF base they called MildenhallC Black moss on a busted wallC The cobblestones made it hard to skateC I thought my flattop was so new waveF C Until it melted away in the Suffolk rainG7 C Well god damn, you miss the USAF C Then a kid in class passed me a tapeF C G7 An invitation, not the hand of fateC I guess my shoes said I might relateF Somehow she knew I'd like to stay up waiting with her in the coldC For cheap beer and rock 'n' rollG7 C Which in time put lots of things in my mindF C A kid in class passed me a tapeF C G7 We saw some bands down at the Corn ExchangeC I wonder where my sister was that night Back at home under the tanning bed lightsF I can still see the glowC Strange rays from her windowG7 C Each night, as I was skating homeC Started messing with my dad's guitarC Taught me some chords just to start me offF C Whittling away on those rainy daysG7 C And that's how we get to where we are nowF C A kid in class passed me a tapeF C G7 A band called The Jesus and the Mary ChainC I started messing with my dad's guitar He taught me some chords just to start me offF C Whittling away on all of those rainy daysG7 C And that's how we get to where we are nowG7 F7 That's how we get to where we are now
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