David Bowie - 1984

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They'll ^Dmsplit your breathing ^Emcranium, and ^Ffill it full of ^Emair And tell that you're ^Emeighty, but ^Fbrother, you won't ^Emcare You'll be shooting up on ^Emanything, to^Fmorrow's never ^Dmthere Be^Bbware the ^Csavage ^Dmjaw Of ^Bbnineteen ^Ceighty ^Dmfour

Come ^Amsee, come ^Bbsee, re^Ebmember ^Abme We ^Gbplayed out an all night ^Ebsus4movie ^Ebrole You ^Absaid it would last, but I ^Gbguess we enrolled In ^Bbmnineteen eighty ^Ffour ^Dbnineteen eighty ^Ebfour

I'm ^Dmlooking for a ^Emvehicle, I'm ^Flooking for a ^Emride I'm looking for a ^Emparty, I'm ^Flooking for a ^Emside I'm looking for the ^Emtreason that I ^Fknew in sixty ^Dmfive Be^Bbware the ^Csavage ^Dmjaw Of ^Bbnineteen ^Ceighty ^Dmfour

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