Am
Dm
C
G
C
Em7
Am
Dm
C
G
Gadd4
G
Am
Fmaj7
Well grey clouds wraped round the town like elastic
G
C
Em7
Cars stood like toys made of Taiwanese plastic
Am
Fmaj7
The boy laughed at the spastic dancing around in the rain
Am
Fmaj7
While laundrettes cleaned clothes, high heals rub toes
G
C
Em7
Puddles splashed huddles of bus stop crows
Am
Fmaj7
Dressed in their suits and their boots well
G
Gadd4
G
they all look the same
F
G
I took myself down to the cafe to find all the
C
Em7
Am
G
boys lost in books and crackling vinyl
F
G
And carved out a poem above the urinal that
C
C7
read
F
Don’t you cry for the lost
G
Smile for the living
C
Em7
Am
G
Get what you need and give what you’re given
F
G
Life’s for the living so live it
Am
Or you’re better off dead
Dm
C
G
C
Em7
Am
Dm
C
G
Gadd4
G
Am
Fmaj7
While the evening pulled the moon out of it’s packet
G
C
Em7
Stars shone like buttons on an old man’s jacket
Am
Fmaj7
We needed a nail but we tacked it ’til it fell
G
Gadd4
G
of the wall
Am
Fmaj7
While pigeon’s pecked trains, sparks flew like planes
G
C
Em7
The rain showed the rainbows in the oil stains
Am
Fmaj7
And we all had new iPhones but no one had no
G
Gadd4
G
one to call
F
G
And I stumbled down to the stomach of the town
C
Em7
Am
G
Where the widow takes memories to slowly drown
F
G
With a hand to the sky and a mist in her eye
C
C7
she said
F
Don’t you cry for the lost
G
Smile for the living
C
Em7
Am
G
Get what you need and give what you’re given
F
G
Life’s for the living so live it
Am
Or you’re better off dead
Em
F
C
Em7
Am
Em
G
Gadd4
G
Am
Fmaj7
Well I’m sick of this town, this blind man’s forage
G
C
They take your dreams down and stick them in
Em7
storage
Am
Fmaj7
You can have them back son when you’ve paid off
G
Gadd4
G
your mortgage and loans
Am
Fmaj7
Oh hell with this place, I’ll go it my own way
G
C
I’ll stick out my thumb and I trudge down the
Em7
highway
Am
Fmaj7
Someday someone must be going my way
G
Gadd4
G
home
F
G
Till then I’ll make my bed from a disused car
C
Em7
Am
G
With a mattress of leaves and a blanket of stars
F
G
And I’ll stitch the words into my heart with a
C
C7
needle and thread
F
Don’t you cry for the lost
G
Smile for the living
C
Em7
Am
G
Get what you need and give what you’re given
F
G
You know life’s for the living so live it
C
C7
Or you’re better off dead
F
Don’t you cry for the lost
G
Smile for the living
C
Em7
Am
G
Get what you need and give what you’re given
F
G
Life’s for the living so live it
Dm
Em7
G
Am
C
C7
Em
Gadd4
F
Fmaj7
