Graham Parker - Weather report

^DmHey, can you t^Bbell me ^F What everybody p^Clans to do ^DmHey, can you t^Bbell me ^F Where's everybody's g^Coing to

They're ^G#mout there on the street

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They must be elite They got s^F#hoes I can't afford on their ^G#mQuick fast feet

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They have modified irises

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Behind opaque lens They're h^F#iding equipment Behind b^G#marbed wire fences

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They have somewhere to go

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They have somewhere to lurk They have this h^F#igh-end electronic stuff I wouldn't ^G#mknow how to work

^DmHey, can you t^Bbell me ^F What everybody p^Clans to do ^DmHey, can you t^Bbell me ^F Where's everybody's g^Coing to

I'm s^G#mitting here on my couch

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My enthusiasm sinking I don't k^F#now where anybody's going I don't ^G#mknow what they're thinking

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There seems to be some secret

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That everybody's onto But I j^F#ust don't seem to get it man Not even ^G#mif I want to

^DmHey, can you t^Bbell me ^F What everybody p^Clans to do

^DmHey, can you t^Bbell me ^F What everybody p^Clans to do ^DmHey, can you t^Bbell me ^F Where's everybody's g^Coing to

I got an u^G#mpright piano That is blocking my door But my f^F#ingers don't obey me So I don't ^G#mplay it anymore

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I got chains around my ankles

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That are made out of spaghetti My n^F#ewspaper's shredded Into ^G#mso much confetti

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I tried to make sense of it

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But my eyes start to bleed ^F#Every single page is i^G#mmpossible to read

^DmHey, can you t^Bbell me ^F What everybody p^Clans to do ^DmHey, can you t^Bbell me ^F Where's everybody's g^Coing to

Just s^G#mittin’ here waitin’ on the weather report G#m F# G#m

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(Repeat until fade, improvising with each repeat)