Intro -x2-: Ebm  B  Gb

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Children, Broadripple is burning
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And the girls are gettin' sick
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Of huffin' glue up in the bathroom
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While your boyfriends pick up chicks
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And darling I'm lost
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I heard you whispering that night in fountain square
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The trash filled streets made me wish we were heading home.


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And there was love inside the basement
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Where that woman used to lie
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In a sleeping bag we shared
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Upon the floor almost every night
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And darling I'm drunk
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everything that I have loved is turned to stone
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So pack your bag and come back home.


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And I'm wasted
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You can taste it
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Don't look at me that way
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'cause I'll be hanging from a rope
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I will haunt you like a ghost.

Interlude: Ebm  B  Gb

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If my woman was a fire
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She'd burn out before I wake
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And be replaced by pints of whiskey
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Cigarettes, and outer space
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If somebody moves
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everything you thought you had will go to xxxx
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We've got a lot, don't ever forget that.


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And I wrote this on an airplane
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Where the people looked like eggs
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And when a woman that you loved was gone
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She was bombing east Japan
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And don't xxxxing move
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'cause everything you thought you have will go to xxxx
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We've got a lot, don't you dare to forget that.


        Ebm
And I'm wasted
        B
You can taste it
      Gb       Gb       Ebm
Don't look at me that way
               B         Ebm
'cause I'll be hanging from a rope
       B         Gb      Ebm    
I will haunt you like a ghost.

Interlude -x4-: Ebm  B  Gb

        Ebm
And I'm wasted
        B
You can taste it.
      Gb       Gb       Ebm
Don't look at me that way
               B         Ebm
'cause I'll be hanging from a rope
       B         Gb      Ebm    
I will haunt you like a ghost.