Am F As crass as your mother, keen to the chance,C G You would live by the seat of your pants,Am F And you were taught you should have all things you can take,C G It's getting caught that makes you a thief.Am By the skin of your teeth. Am F C G x 2F C It's true you were running for cover,G Am The worst of the worst was not done,F C You can't find comfort in any other,G Am Set in your ways like the sun.Am F Not one tune had changed like scattered leaves,C G All her clothes strung out on the eves.Am F There's a reckoning that's coming to make something right,C G There's a man here who's picking a fight,Am F C It's on like a light.G Am No future or history too bright.Am F C GF C It's true you were running for cover,G Am The worst of the worst was not done,F C You can't find comfort in any other,G Am Set in your ways like the sun.F C G Am Shee----ee's worrying me,F C A bird on some leash,G Am Flying nowhere but dying to be. Am F C G x 2 F C G Am x 2F C A bird on some leash,G Am Flying nowhere but dying to be.F C Caught by some pride,G Am Only virtue will get you untied.F C G AmF C A bird on some leash,G Am Flying nowhere but dying to be.
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