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| Em | Hey | you, out there in the cold, getting lonely, getting old |
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| Em | Hey | you, standing in the aisle, with itchy feet and fading smile |
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| D | D7 | G | D | C | Hey | you, don’t help them to | bury the | | | light |
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| Bm | Am | Em | Dm | | Don’t give in | without a | fight | |
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Hey you, out there on your own,sitting naked by the phone |
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Hey you, with your ear against the wall, waiting for someone to call out |
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Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone? |
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Open your heart, I’m coming home |
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| C | D | G | D | C | | But it was | only | fan | ta | sy |
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| C | D | G | D | C | The | wall was too | high, as | you | can | see |
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| C | D | G | D | C | No | matter how | he tried he could | not | break | free |
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| D7 | Em | Dm | Em | Dm | And the worms ate | into his | brain | | | |
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Hey you, out there on the road, always doing what you’re told |
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Out there beyond the wall, breaking bottles in the hall |
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Hey you, don’t tell me there’s no hope at all |
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Together we stand, divided we fall |
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