A           D
Silent kid, no one to remind you
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You got no here, no reals to remind you
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Silent kid, don't take your pawn shop home
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On the road, god damn you
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Silent kid, don't lose your graceful tongue
Bm                                         D
This is the city life, this is the city I come from

Let's talk about leaving
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C'mon now, talk about your family
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Your sister's cursed, your father's old and damned, yeah
A                  E             F#m7            D
Silent kid, don't listen to your grandmother's advice about us, you're
A               E              D   A
Solid kid don't listen to the rain
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Hand me the drum stick, snare...KICK
 B                D       A
Blues calls upon thy...myself
           D        A        B     D       A
Into the spotlight, ecstasy feels so warm, inside
      B                 D
'Till five hours later I'm...chewin'...screwin' myself with my
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Hands