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Saw the chords for the other one is a little off, this one isn't bad. My Music At Work C G F C G F C C C Everything is bleak G It's the middle of the night. F C You're all alone and the dummies might be right. G You feel like a jerk. F My music at work. C My music at work. C Avoid trends and clichés. G Don't try to be up to date. F And when the sunlight hits the olive oil, C don't hesitate. G F The night's so long it hurts C My music at work.
In a symbol too Ffar G or the anatomy of a stain; F to determine where you are, G in a sink full of Ganges, I'd remain - F G No matter what you heard F in my music at work. G My music at work. C My music at work.
C I call it 'Olga waits; G The Cloud That Entertains F The Dim Possibility of Showing Some Restraint.'
GThe rain came down berserk. FMy music at work. CMy music at work.
F On a star beyond the chart G or the dark side of a drop of rain. F Determining where you are, G F in a sink full of Ganges, I remain - G No matter what you heard F My music at work. G My music at work. C My music at work. C Everything is bleak G It's the middle of the night. F C You're all alone and the dummies might be right. G You feel like a jerk. F My music at work. C My music at work. F Hey fallen hummingbird, C my music at work. G From the middle of the earth, C my music at work. F Bound for bed without dessert, C my music at work. F My music at work. C My music at work.