Hợp âm On The Streets I Ran

Lời & hợp âm

[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
Oh a [Bb]working class [Eb]face glares [Fm]back
At me from the [G]glass and lurches
Oh for[Bm]give [G]me,
on [C]the streets I ran
Turned [D]sickness into popular song
[G]

[Verse 2]
[C]
Streets of wet black [Fm]holes[C]
On roads you can never [Fm]know[C]
You [Bb]never have been but they
[G]always have [Fm]you
Till the day that you [G]croak

[Interlude 1]
It's no joke
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[Verse 3]
Oh a [Bb]working class [Eb]face glares [Fm]back
At me from the [G]glass and lurches
Oh for[Bm]give [G]me on
[C]the streets I ran
Turned [D]sickness into unpopular song
[G]

[Verse 4]
[C]
And all these streets can [Fm]do[C]
Is to claim to know the real [Fm]you[C]
And [Bb]warn if you don't leave you
will [G]kill or be [Fm]killed
Which isn't very [D]nice
Here everybody's [Fm]friendly
But nobody's friends
[D]

[Verse 5]
[Fm]Oh dear God,
when will [G]I be where I should b[C]e
And when the palmist [Fm]said[C]
"One Thursday you will be [Fm]dead"
I said: [C]"No, not me,
[Bb]this cannot be
Dear God, take [G]him, take them,
take any[D]one
The stillborn
[Fm]The newborn
The infirm
Take [D]anyone
Take [Fm]people from Pittsburgh,
[G]Pennsylvania
Just spare [C]me!"