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G Em
Pushing through the market square, so many mothers sighing
A C
News had just come over, we had five years left to cry in
G Em
News guy wept and told us, earth was really dying
A C
Cried so much his face was wet, then I knew he was not lying
G
I heard telephones, opera house, favorite melodies
Em
I saw boys, toys, electric irons and TV's
A
My brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare
C
I had to cram so many things to store everything in there
Am C Am
And all the fat-skinny people, and all the tall-short people
C G C D
And all the nobody people, and all the somebody people
Am C
I never thought I'd need so many people
G Em
A girl my age went off her head, hit some tiny children
A C
If the black hadn't a pulled her off, I think she would have killed them
G Em
A soldier with a broken arm, fixed his stare to the wheels of a Cadillac
A C
A cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest, and a queer threw up at the sight of that
G Em
I think I saw you in an ice cream parlor, drinking milk shakes cold and long
A C
Smiling and waving and looking so fine, don't think you knew you were in this song
G
And it was cold, and it rained, so I felt like an actor
Em
And I thought of Ma and I wanted to get back there
A
Your face, your race, the way that you talk
C
I kiss you, you're beautiful, I want you to walk
G Em
We got five years, stuck on my eyes - Five years, what a suprise
A C
We got five years, my brain hurts alot - Five years, that's all we got
G Em
We got five years, what a surprise - Five years, stuck on my eyes
A C
We got five years, my brain hurts alot - Five years, that's all we got
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