The Waterboys - Nearest thing to hip
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Intro G C D G C D
GThere used to be a café a few blocks away,
COpen seven days, caDlled “The Brilliant MisGtake” C D
GWhere a crow-haired girl with scarlet lips
CAnd slender hips sDerved up coffee and cGake C D
On a Amcrackling stereo the ghosts of Sun Ra,
EmCharlie Parker, Miles and Coltrane blDewDsus D Dsus
GI’d kick back in my chair, that sweet honey’d jazz in the aiCr
DThe sun shining through
GIt was the nearest thing to hip
AmIt was the nearest thing to hip
In this sChithole… Dand it’s gGone
GIt was the nearest thing to hip
AmIt was the nearest thing to hip
In this sChithole… Dand it’s gGone
G C D G C D
GEverywhere that I go I see streets that are low
COn distinction and high oDn the banal and the bGland C D
GHow did we get to this? We plumbed the abyss
By the twCisted grace of the Dlaw of supply and deGmand C D
Well, there’s Amno use crying and no use sighing over
EmStone, wood, wire, glass and cemDenDsust D Dsus
GBut there’s a little record store with a wooden floor
That ain’t tChere no more that I uDsed to frequent
GIt was the nearest thing to hip
AmIt was the nearest thing to hip
In this sChithole… Dand it’s gGone
GIt was the nearest thing to hip
AmIt was the nearest thing to hip
In this sChithole… Dand it’s gGone
EmNow I need to get Dout of this.. ChullabalooG
EmAnd I remember an Dold-fashioned bar Cthat I once kGnew
BbWith an old-fashioned Ambarman Cwearing old-fashioned Gclothes
AmBut when I get there.. iDt’s been bulldozed
GSo I follow my nose down Comatose Lane
CThrough the stripped back, ripped up Dwastes of Woebegone SquGareC D
GTill I find myself on Deadbeat Street,
CMy feet beginning to aDche, despair in the airG C D
AmThe only thing bright in this blighted town
Are theEm billboard adverts everywhere dDisDsusplayedD liDsuske mocking shades
GAnd the musty, dusty second-hand bookstore
Is now a Cscum-encrusted amuDsement arcade
GIt was the nearest thing to hip
AmIt was the nearest thing to hip
In this sChithole… Dand it’s gGone
GIt was the nearest thing to hip
AmIt was the nearest thing to hip
In this sChithole… Dand it’s gGone
G C D .. Gand it’s gone
G C D G