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GWell morning came And it G7dressed the sky In aC lovely yellowD gown And theG shops they are AllG7 opening In that narCrow hallway of downDtown Filled witGh people who Are shG7opping for Their loCvers and their frDiends So theyG won't ever beD lonely Gagain
Well a foGrest fenced beG7comes backyards Like sonCgs are born from Dsound And the apGple fell And it G7taught us all We are chCained here to theD ground So hereG we go But there ain'G7t no escape Yeah, these strCeets they're justD dead ends SoG I won't eveDr be happy Gagain
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