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Gbm
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Gbm A
Harness your hopes on just one person
Gbm A
Because you know a harness was only made for one
Gbm A
Don't telegraph your passes, you'll end up with molasses
Gbm A
Cauterized with syrup and syrup and molasses
A B D
And I'm checking out the asses, the assets that attract us
Gbm A
To anything that moves.. we're deep inside the grooves
A B D
And it's time to shake the rations, 'cause someone's gonna cash in
Gbm A
The plot it turns again.. the reference starts at ten
Gbm A
Show me a word that rhymes with pavement
Gbm A
And I won't kill your parents and roast them on a spit
Gbm A
And a - don't you try to etch it or permanently sketch it
Gbm A
Or you're gonna catch a bad bad cold
A B D
And the freaks have stormed the white house, I moved into a lighthouse
A B D
Far away from the beginning, the shroud is made of Lenin
Gbm A
The yearling took the purse, the goth kid has a hearse
E E E
Heart breaking, earth quaking, kiwis they are home baking
D A B E D A
Minds.. wide.. o-pen.. true-ly
Gbm A
Leisure.. a leisure suit is nothing
A Gbm A
And I'm asking you to hold me just like the morning paper
A Gbm A
Pinched between your pointer, your index and your thumb
Gbm A
You see the way they cling... the cold metallic sting
A B D
And I'm living in a coma... for Donna DeVorona
Gbm A
The harness made of hopes... the lovers on the ropes
E E E E
Nun is to church as the parrot is to perch
D A B E D A
And my heart's wide o-pen true-ly
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Idioma
Português
