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INTRO: Em (Then the drums crash in and...) C Am
CEddie boy lit like paraffin spending two weeks in a crack house Burns on his brain like AmChernobyl CDean was seen with a two bag purchase he was lying dead on his mother's bed Someone to pray Amfor-till I met you
DmLife is like a broken arrow Fmemory a swingin' door DmI could be your great misfortune FI can make you happy every day of your lifCe
C Making my Amlove F like a shining starC Taking my Amlove F just a touch too farC
Tessie turns tricks with a soul like ice cause love left holes And four swell kids breaking her heart I've got windows, I've seen much vice, I've touched down with vermin, Cowardice, lice, And I say Nobody cares what you do please be yourself to death I could be your great misfortune But you'll never find a bet you'll never find a better man.
C Making my Amlove F like a shining starC Taking my Amlove F just a touch too farC
Peter met Frank formed a dummy run gang Worked heist or hit for 10 g's flat Blew heads outta shape for the name of Trotsky, Sinn-Fein, Hitler cashdown No hope heroes cover this page with depts in hell And fingers in blood Poor little bodies all covered in scabs threw it all away Have a life in the grave Have a life in the grave Life is like a broken arrow memory a swingin' door I could be your great misfortune Well I could make you happy every goddamn single day of your life