Koos Kombuis - Pockets of my jeans

^FI saw you turn the ^Fother cheek and ^Gsmile. ^{F F}I saw my father wal^Fk that lonely mi^Gle. ^{F F}I saw a girl with a^F guitar at the c^Grack of ^Fdawn. ^FI saw a beggar sitting in the c^Fold with just an ^Gold Nirvana ^FT-Shirt on.

^FI saw the flames of ^FJupiter ^Greach across the ^Fsky. ^FI saw a preacher selling ^Fexpensive lies, and didnt ^Gbother to ask him w^Fhy. ^FI saw four young men from ^Fnowhere change the ^Gworld with yeah, yeah, yeah. ^{F F}I saw blood against the ^Fwindow of a ^Gflorist shop ^Fsomewhere.

^AmThere's so many things I saw today, I don't know what do or say, ^FI'm scared of ^Gthinking what it ^Fmeans ^AmI just thought you'd like to see them too, so I bought these pictures home to you

^FStuffed in the ^Gpockets of ^Ammy jeans ^FStuffed in the ^Gpockets of ^Ammy jeans ^FStuffed in the ^Gpockets of ^Fmy jeans

^FI heard the winter's ^Ffirst and only ^Gsnowflake ^Ffall. ^FI heard the sound of rustling ^Fskirts like Degas ^Gsketches in a ^Fmall ^FI heard the whisper of the ^Ftraffic in a ^Ghubcap down on ^Fsecond beach. ^FI heard the crying of ^Fdiscarded kids, ^Gsomewhere desperately ^Fout of reach. ^FI heard the bells of freedom ^Fchime for ^Gblack South ^FAfrica ^FI heard Americans talk like ^FAmericans, pretending to be ^FAmericans, ^G

^AmTheres so many things I heard today, I don't know what to do or say. ^FI'm scared of^G thinking what it^F means ^AmI just thought you'd like to hear them too, so I bought their soundtrack back

^FStuffed in the ^Gpockets of ^Ammy jeans ^FStuffed in the ^Gpockets of ^Ammy jeans ^FStuffed in the ^Gpockets of ^Fmy jeans

^FI know the end is ^Fcoming, and it ^Gdoesnt matter ^Fwhen. ^FI know the end is a ^Fbeginning, it ^Ghappens ever now and ^Fthen. ^FWorlds collide and ^Ftears ^Gexplode.^{F F}Our songs are S.O.^FS. percussion ^Gmessages in ^FMorse code

^FI know the kids can ^Fhear me, there's ^Gnothing to ^Fexplain ^FI hear murmurs of ^Fdisapproval, but they won't ^Gmake me change my n^Fame again

^AmSo whatever this is all about, I'll say it straight; I'll sing it out. ^FWe don't need no one to ^Ftell us what it ^Gmeans ^{F Am}I'm sure you got some pictures too, with no one else to show them to ^FStuffed in the ^Gpockets of your ^Amjeans ^FStuffed in the ^Gpockets of your ^Amjeans ^FStuffed in the ^Gpockets of our ^Fjeans