 C                                  F 
Jan lays down and wrestles in her sleep
 C                                   Em            F
Moonlight spills on comic books And superstars in magazines
     C                                    F
An old friend calls and tells us where to meet
C                                        Em              F
Her plane takes off from Baltimore And touches down on Bourbon Street

C                                    F
We sit outside and argue all night long
C                                Em              F
About a god we've never seen But never fails to side with me
    C                            F
Sunday comes and all the papers say
   C                            Em             F
Ma Teresa's joined the mob And happy with her full time job

C              F                   C                 Em         F       C
Do do do do do do, Do do do do do do, Do do do do do do, Do do do do do do

     C                              F
Am I alive or thoughts that drift away?
     C                              Em            F
Does summer come for everyone? Can humans do as prophets say?
     C                          F
And if I die before I learn to speak
     C                           Em               F
Can money pay for all the days I lived awake but half asleep?
 
PIANO INTERLUDE
  
   C                                   F
A life is time, they teach us growing up
   C                                 Em             F
The seconds ticking killed us all A million years before the fall
   C                                        F
You ride the waves and don't ask where they go
C                                         Em                  F
You swim like lions through the crest And bathe yourself on zebra flesh

C              F                   C                 Em         F       C
Do do do do do do, Do do do do do do, Do do do do do do, Do do do do do do

 C                     F                       C
I've been downhearted baby, I've been downhearted baby,   
               Em             F              C
Ever since the day we met,    Ever since the day we met

Standing Outside Of A Broken Phone Booth (Primitve Radio Gods Cover)

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