G 320033
Bm x24332
C x32010

Capo 4th

Intro
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I traveled though the atmosphere 
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as a wall of feedback climbed 
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The pegs were gold, 
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the band was old, 
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they played, 
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in half time 

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Now every dream gets whittled down 
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just like every fool gets wise 
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You will never reap 
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of any seed 
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deprived 
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of sunlight 

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So I have become the Middleman 
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The gray areas are mine 
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The in-between, the absentee 
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Is a beautiful disguise 

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