Intro: D Bm Gb A

D                Bm  Gb              A
 In the suburbs, I     I learned to drive
         D                     Bm   Gb                   A
 And you told me we’d never survive, grab your mother’s keys, we’re leaving

D Bm Gb A

D                     Bm   Gb          A
 You always seemed so sure,  That one day we’d be fighting
D             Bm   Gb              A
 In a suburban war,  your part of town against mine
           D                        Bm                Gb       A
 I saw you standing on the opposite shore, but by the time the first bombs fell
 D               Bm    Gb                  A
 We were already bored,  We were already, already bored

Chorus:
D            Bm               Gb           E
 Sometimes I can’t believe it, I’m moving past the feeling
D            Bm               Gb           E                D     Bm Gb A
 Sometimes I can’t believe it, I’m moving past the feeling again

     D                Bm    Gb           A
 The kids wanna be so hard,   but in my dreams we’re still screaming
     D                   Bm    Gb                A
 And running through the yard,  When all of the walls that they built in the 
 D                 Bm   Gb                A
 Seventies finally fall,  And all of the houses they built in the
 D                 Bm                     Gb                     A
 Seventies finally fall, meant nothing at all, meant nothing at all, it meant nothing

Chorus:
D            Bm               Gb           E
 Sometimes I can’t believe it, I’m moving past the feeling
D            Bm               Gb           E                     D       Bm Gb A
 Sometimes I can’t believe it, I’m moving past the feeling and into the night


D Bm Gb A

D                      Bm Gb              A                        D     Bm
 So can you understand,     Why I want a daughter while I’m still young
           Gb                  A
 I want to hold her hand, and show her some beauty
   D                       Bm   Gb             A
 Before all this damage is done,  but if it’s too much to ask
         D                Bm                Gb    A
 If it’s too much to ask,    Then Send me a son

D                  Bm Gb                A
 Under the overpass     In the parking lot we’re still waiting
      D              Bm Gb              A
 It’s already passed      so move your feet from hot pavement
     D              Bm                    Gb                   A
 And into the grass    cause it’s already past, it’s already, already past

Chorus:
D            Bm               Gb           E
 Sometimes I can’t believe it, I’m moving past the feeling
D            Bm               Gb           E                D     Bm
 Sometimes I can’t believe it, I’m moving past the feeling again

Gb           E                D     Bm
 I’m moving past the feeling again
Gb           E                D     Bm
 I’m moving past the feeling again


D Bm Gb A x2

       A                  D         Bm Gb
 In my dreams we’re still screaming
A                      D Bm Gb 
 We’re still screaming
A                      D Bm Gb 
 We’re still screaming

D Bm Gb A x2
D     Dit arrangement is de eigen interpretatie van de inzender, gedeeld voor privéstudie, educatie en niet-commercieel gebruik. Het onderliggende nummer, de songtekst en de muziek blijven eigendom van hun rechthebbenden. Om verwijdering aan te vragen, zie Juridische verklaring.