Standing Outside A Broken Phone Booth

Primitive Radio Gods

  • Bm
  • C
  • G
Tom:
G C Jan lays down and wrestles in her sleep
G Moonlight spills on comic books
Bm C And superstars in magazines
G C An old friend calls and tells us where to meet
G Her plane takes off from Baltimore
Bm C And touches down on Bourbon Street
G C We sit outside and argue all night long
G About a god we've never seen
Bm C But never fails to side with me
G C Sunday comes and all the papers say
Bm Ma Teresa's joined the mob
C And happy with her full time job
G Do do do do doo do
G C Am I alive or thoughts that drift away?
G Does summer come for everyone?
Bm C Can humans do as prophets say?
G C And if I die before I learn to speak
G Bm Can money pay for all the days I lived awake
C But half asleep?
G Do do do do doo do x 2
G C A life is time, they teach us growing up
G The seconds ticking killed us all
Bm C A million years before the fall
G C You ride the waves and don't ask where they go
G You swim like lions through the crest
Bm C And bathe yourself on zebra flesh
G I've been downhearted baby, I've been downhearted baby,
Bm C Ever since the day we met (repeat) As always, this is an interpretation of O'Connor's brilliant song. Corrections, btab, are welcome. -- Josh Ellis "If I die before I learn to speak Will money pay for all the days I've lived awake but half-asleep"
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Composição: Chris O\'Connor

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