Galaxie 500 - Final day

When the rich die last like the rab^Gbits running From a luc^Dky past full of shallow cun^Gning And the ^Aworld lights up for the fi^Dnal day We will ^Aall be poor, ^Dhaving had our say

Put a blanket up on the win^Gdow pane When the ^Dbaby cries, lulla^Gby again As the ^Alight goes out on the fi^Dnal day For the ^Apeople who never had ^Da say

There is so much noise, there is so ^Gmuch heat And the li^Dving floor throws you ^Goff your feet As the fi^Anal day falls in^Dto the night There is ^Apeace outside in the ^Dnarrow light