Intro
C, E, Am, F, D# x4
G# C
The animals laugh from the dark of the wilderness.
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baby cries hard in an apartment complex,
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As I pass in a car buried under the influence.
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The city's driving me out of my mind.
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I've seen a child is caught in the sad trap of gravity.
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He falls from the lowest branch of the apple tree,
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And lands in the grass and weeps for his dignity.
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Next time he will not aim so high.
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Yeah, next time, neither will I.
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F mother takes loans out, sends her kids off to colleges.
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Her family is reduced to names on a shopping list.
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Meanwhile, a coroner kneels, beneath a great, wooden crucifix.
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He knows that there are worse things than being alone.
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So, I've learned to retreat at the first sign of danger.
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I mean, why wait around, if it's just to surrender?
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Ambition, I've found, can only lead to failure.
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I do not read the reviews.
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No, I am not singing for you.
C, E, Am, F, D# x4.
Am, G, G#
G# C
I stood dropping a coin into the pit of a well.
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And I would throw my whole billfold if I thought it would help.
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With all these wishes I make, I should buy something real,
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At least a telephone call home.
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Well, my teachers, they built the retaining wall memory,
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All those multiple choices I answered so quickly.
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And I got my grades back and forgot just as easily,
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But at least I got an 'A'.
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So I don't have them to blame.
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I should stop pointing fingers; reserve my judgment
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Of all those public action figures, the cowboy president.
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So loud behind the bullhorn, so proud they can't admit
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When they've made a mistake.
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While poison ink spews from a speechwriter's pen,
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He knows he don't have to say it, so it don't bother him.
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"Honesty" "Accuracy" are really just "Popular Opinion."
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And the approval rating's high.
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And so someone's gonna die.
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Well, ABC, NBC, CBS: Bullshit.
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They give us fact or fiction? I guess an even split.
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And each new act of war is tonight's entertainment.
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We are still the pawns in their game.
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As they take an eye for an eye until no one can see,
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And we must stumble blindly forward, repeating history.
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Well, I guess that we all fit into your slogan on the fast food marquee:
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Red blooded, White skinned oh and the Blues.
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Oh, and the Blues? I got the Blues! That's me! That's me!
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Am, G, G#
G# C
Well, I awoke in relief. My sheets and tubes were all tangled.
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Weak from whiskey and pills, in a Chicago hospital.
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My father was there, in a chair by the window,
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staring so far away.
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I tried talking, just whispered, "...so sorry...so selfish..."
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He stopped me and said, "Child I love you regardless
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And there is nothing you could do that would ever change this.
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I'm not angry. It hap-pens.
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But you just can't do it again.
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So now I try to keep up, I have been exchanging my currency.
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While a million objects pass through my periphery.
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So now I am rubbing my eyes because they are starting to bother me.
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I've been staring too long at the screen.
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But where was it when I first heard that sweet sound of humility?
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It came to my ears in the goddamn loveliest of melodies.
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How grateful I was then to be part of the mystery;
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To love and to be loved.
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Let's just hope that is enough.
C, E, Am, F, D# x4
Am, G, C
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