Intro: C D Em (4x)
C D Em (2X)
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I was walking around, just a face in the crowd try to keep myself out of the rain
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Saw a vagabond king wear a styrofoam crown wondered if I might end up the same
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There's a man out on the corner, singing old songs about change everybody got
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their cross to bare, these days.
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She came looking for some shelter with a suitcase full of dreams
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To a motel room on the boulevard I guess she's trying to be James Dean
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She's seen all the disciples and all the 'wanna be's' no one wants to be themselfs these days
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Still there's nothing to hold on to but these days
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These days the stars ain't out of reach - These days there ain't a ladder from the streets oh no no
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These days are fast,love don`t last in this graceless age - There ain't nobody left
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but us these days
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Jimmy shoes busted both his legs, trying to learn to fly
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From a second story window, he just jumped and closed his eyes
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His momma said he was crazy - he said momma "I've got to try
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Don't you know that all my heroes died
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And I guess I rather die fade away - yeah
Chorus
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These days the stars seem out of reach But these days there ain't a ladder from
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the streets oh no no
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These days are fast, nothing lasts in a graceless age - Even innocence has caught
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the morning train
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There ain't nobody left but us these days
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(C) (Am)
( Oh, Oh,Oh, Oh,Oh,Oh, Oh,)
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I know Rome's still burning oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Trough the times have changed
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oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
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This world keeps turning round and round and round and round these days
Solo: G D7 C G D7 C Em7 D7 C G D7
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These days the stars seem out of reach But these days there ain't a ladder from
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the streets oh no no
C D7 G C D7
These days are fast, nothing lasts in a graceless age - Even innocence has caught
Em
the morning train
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These days the stars seem out of reach But these days there ain't a ladder from
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the streets oh no no
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These days are best, nothing last great ain't no time to waste -
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There ain't nobody left to take the blame, oh, no no no
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Ain't nobody left but us these days
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