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(/) Slide Up (\) Slide Down (h) Hammer On (p) Pull Off (b) Bend (r) Release (v) Vibrato Stave 1: A A/F# A/E E|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------0--------| B|-----2-----------2-----------2-----------2-----------2-----------2-----------2--------2-----| G|-----------2-----------2-----------2-----------2-----------2-----------2-----------------2--| D|--------2-----2-----2-----2-----2-----0-----0-----------0-----0-----0-----------2-----------| A|--0-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|--------------------------------------------------2-----------------------0-----------------| http://www.guitartabcreator.com (Verse 1)
ANot regular party sizA/F#e; A/EWaves crash on either side. AHe's wearing polyproA/F#pylene, A/EClutching at straws, holding onto strinAg. AWhat was he looking A/F#for - A/ETruth, or was it Heaven? AOr did he just want A/F#to go out with a bang, A/ESo to speak? AHe's put his helmet A/F#on, A/ESteps out, floats on into the sky, AGoodbye! A/EIt's funny, but I can understand why:
(Chorus)
AI want to live where thA/F#e traffic controllers A/EAre ballet dancers,A And A/F#billboards painted A/Eover with colours;A WherA/F#e unkindness is fined A/EIn numbers of rosesA, A/F#And nobody feels like takingA/E the commons,
* from here on play the same chords, the song is only these 3 chords listed above* (Verse 2)
AWhile some were meant for sea, iA/F#n tug-boats A/E'Round the shore's knee, AMilling with the sand, A/F#and always coming A/Eback to land , AFor others, up above A/F#Is all they care tA/Eo think of, AUp there with the birds and clA/F#ouds, and A/EWords don't follow.
DThere are timeEs when I siAt down to A/F#tea, DSome well-meanEing companiAon will asA/F#k me, DHow's it goingE with everyAthing? DQuite nicely, but:
(Chorus)
AI want to live where thA/F#e traffic controllers A/EAre ballet dancers,A And A/F#billboards painted A/Eover with colours;A WherA/F#e unkindness is fined A/EIn numbers of rosesA, A/F#And nobody feels like takingA/E the commons,
(Verse 3)
A'Though time has soldiereA/F#d on, A/EI still think upon him; AWaging with the sky, hA/F#e's crying GA/Eoodbye! AWhat was he looking for - A/F#Truth, or was it HeA/Eaven? AOr did he just want to go out wA/F#ith a bang, A/ESo to speak?