Busmans Holiday

Allah-Las

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Tom:
Intro: E D A E G (x4) Verse:
E D A E Spent two years of my life in a foreign land.
E D A E Came home to my own wife, had a different man.
E D A E Saw fifteen sons and fathers lying on the ground.
E A E Just one click of my thumb, everybody's down. Chorus:
E A Oh it seems that this had become a dream.
E Life ain't just what it seems.
A Still run by ancient schemes.
E And ohohoh, it shows
A On the faces of those that know.
E Blood flows where the money's stowed
A Try to getcha hands on gold(?)
G B But hey, what is anybody tryin' to say? Instrumental: E D A E G (x2) Verse:
E D A E Spent two years of my life in a foreign land,
E D A E Came home to find my mind still stuck in the sand.
E D A E There are things I never thought that I could do.
E D A E I had to tell myself "Did 'em all for you." Chorus:
E A Oh it seems that this had become a dream.
E Life ain't just what it seems.
A Still run by ancient schemes.
E And ohohoh, it shows
A On the faces of those that know.
E Blood flows where the money's stowed
A Try to getcha hands on gold(?)
G B But hey, what is anybody tryin' to say? Instrumental:
E D A (E) (Strum each chord once) (x1)
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