^EmStrange ^Amdays have ^Emfound us ^Am ^EmStrange ^Amdays have ^Emtracked us ^F#down They're ^Ggoing ^Cmto de^Gmstroy Our ^Gmca ^Cmsual ^Gmjoys We ^Gshall go on ^Bplaying Or ^Bfind ^F a new ^Etown Yeah!

G, H, B, F G, H, B, F Em Strange eyes fill strange rooms Voices will signal their tired end The hostess is grinning Her guests sleep from sinning Hear me talk of sin And you know this is it Yeah! Strange days have found us And through their strange hours We linger alone Bodies confused Memories misused As we run from the day

The Doors - Strange Days