Marsha, Thank You For The Dialectics, But I Need You To Leave

[Piano Intro]

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[Primeira Parte]

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They could prescribe you any illness
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You like, if you define the terms of
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Your ailment

You could sing a pretty malady like a
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Black canary,  but a crow don't know
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The smell of carbon monoxide
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How many years have you been on that
                   Bb
Couch? They coulda quilt'd you in the
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 Throws by now

You draw a line in the sand, where it
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Ends and you begin, but the tide rolls
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 In, so who knows? Oh, well

[Pré-Refrão 1]

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And a little identity never hurt
Nobody
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Oh but lately you've been focusing too
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Much on yourself
   Gm7
So how many milligrams of you are still
         C
 Left in there?

[Refrão 1]

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‘Cause back in my day we didn't need no
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 Feel-good pills, and no psychiatrists
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No we just drank our-selves to  death
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And goddammit we liked it

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[Segunda Parte]

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Who makes the call, what's a symptom
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What’s a flaw? Could it be both?
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Well I suppose that’s an answer

Would you give up your humanity for
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Just a touch of sanity? ‘Cause god
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Knows, it’s not like it's cancer!
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And good news to the purist, they
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Discovered a cure for the symptoms
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 Of being alive
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It’s a painless procedure with a low
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Rate of failure, but very few
     C
Patients survive!

[Pré-Refrão 2]

      Bb                C
And a little conformity never hurt
            Am
Nobody, but lately I've been
              Dm
Worried that you're losing yourself
   Gm7
So how many milligrams of you are still
         C
 Left in there?

[Refrão 2]

       Bb                       C
‘Cause back in my day we didn't need no
           Am                 Dm
 Feel-good pills, and no psychiatrists
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No we just bled out in our baths, and
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Goddammit we liked it

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[Piano Solo]

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[Ponte]

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Doctor, what's my prognosis if the
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Studies show that
C                              F
Disease is in the eye of the beholder
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Tell me so it goes
                C
We depress to impress, I guess, in
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Layer after layer to get off our
Chests
     Gm
It’s cold out now, we can take it off
Later
C
Better safe than sorry and we both know
 The dangers
D                         F
So doctor, could you run another test?
C
Got a feeling this time I might just
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Pass it, well if you raise the
Bb
Average!
                     C
We all sing when the bell curve rings
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In lyrics symptomatic of the way we
Think
       Gm
If our harmonies don't sync, we can
                       C
Change our voices, our chorus
Unconditional of diagnosis

[Refrão 3]

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Back in my day we didn't need no feel
     Am                 Dm
Good pills, and no psychiatrists
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What can I say except don't heed no
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Evil wills of moral nihilists
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I said back in the days of lobotomies
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Shock therapies, and mad scientists!
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Oh don't you make me waste my breath
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And goddammit—

[Instrumental Hook]

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[Piano Ponte]

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[Final]

C                   F
Is your identity at stake? Does aspirin
                   Dm
 Kill you with the pain?

You're not your thoughts, you're not
     G
Your brain, you're just that
Character you've made
C                             F
Up in your head, down in your heart
                             Dm
What seem like separate body parts
                        G
Just come together to believe they're
You, and not just chemistry
C                         F
It’s not the way you were raised, not
                        Dm
What the advertisements say
                               G
Not what you pay for, what you pray
For, what you want or what you say
C                          Am
And I see your tendency to redefine
                    F
Disease by what you need
                          G
And I'm afraid I can't prescribe the
Diagnosis that you seek
C                               Am
But something tells me that you need
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Forgive me now if I misspeak
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But something tells me that you like
Yeah something tells me—
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That you prefer

To be sitting there flipping through
Those old issues of People
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Well that's our time, see you same time
           C
 Next week