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Capo 2nd fret
Chords:
EADGBe
MIm2 024000
LAm7 x02013
RE/FA# 20023x
SOL 320033
Intro MIm2 MIm2 LAm7
MIm2 LAm7
Rain on the brain
MIm2 RE/FA# LAm7
Now there's flowers in your window
She oh she's so strange
I dont know anything about her
SOL
If its all the same to you
RE/FA#
Here's what im gonna do
MIm2
I'm gonna write a song
LAm7
Gonna sing it to everyone
SOL
Then I'll sing it to you
RE/FA#
'Cos it was you that wrote it too
MIm2
This could be the last train
Search, within yourself,
the feelings, everybody's got them
You left me on the shelf
And now there no one to rely on
If its all the same to you
Here's what im gonna do
I'm gonna buy a gun
Gonna shoot everything, everyone
And them ill come for you
Cos it was you that drove me to...
This could be the last train
Bridge: Em2 Am7...Am7
MIm2 LAm7
Window, with a room
MIm2
In her hair and on her jacket
LAm7 SOL
There's a picture in white of Che Guevara
RE/FA#
As he sits beneath the tree,
MIm2
that's not important
LAm7
Well maybe he looked a bit like me
SOL RE/FA# LAm7
If you took all the little feelings in your heart
SOL RE/FA# LAm7
And took all those little feelings all apart
SOL RE/FA# LAm7 MIm2
Oh now what's the point in doing all of that?
To Giunga:
"Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus,
rumoresque senum severiorum
omnes unius aestimemus assis.
Da mi basia mille, deinde centum,
dein mille altera, dein secunda centum,
deinde usque altera mille, deinde centum;
dein cum milia multa facerimus,
conturbabimus illa, ne sciamus,
aut ne quis malus invidere possit,
cum tantum sciat esse basiorum."
-Catullus
Let's live, my Lesbia, and love each other
and less than one "assis" .
let's extime the rumors of the elderly .
Give me one thousand kisses and then one hundred,
so one thousand more and one hundred more,
then withuout stopping for a moment
one thousand more and one hundred more;
finally, after we have summed up the many thusands,
we will cheat on the total,
either because we don't want to know it,
or so that no one could enviously send us bad wishes
when he will know the amount of our kisses.
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