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| Gm | | Well I’m standing by the river |
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| Cm | but the | water doesn’t flow |
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| Eb | D | it | boils with every poison | |
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And I’m underneath the streetlight |
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| Cm | and the | life and joy I know |
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| Eb | D | | Scared beyond belief | |
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| Gm | we’re down in the | shadow |
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| Bb | And the per | verted fear of violence |
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| F | chokes a | smile on every face |
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| Eb | and | common sense is ringing |
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| Gm | Cm | | This ain’t no technological | breakdown |
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| Eb | D | Gm | 0h | no this is the | road to | hell |
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| Bb | And all the | roads jam up with credit |
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| F | and there’s | nothing you can do |
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| Eb | It’s | all just bits of paper |
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| D | D7 | | flying away from you | |
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| Gm | Oh | look out world take a good look |
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| Eb | D | You must | learn this lesson | fast |
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| Cm | This ain’t no awkwardly mobile | freeway |
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| Eb | D | 0h | no this is the | road |
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| Eb | D | | said this is the | road |
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| Eb | D | Gm | | this is the | road to | hell |
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