3 & 1 & 2 & 3 & 1 & 2 & 3 & 1 & 2 &
lift 2)
h Gdn Gup h Gdn Gup h
D(IA)
hold sus
There's a
haze on the skyline to wish me on my way
and there's a note on the telephone
some roses on a tray
And the motorway's stretching
right out to us all
as I pull on my old wings
Isn't it just to damn real?
one duck on your wall
I'll catch a
ride on your violin strung up on your bow
One duck on your wall
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fly away Peter and fly away Paul
from the fingertip ledge of contentment
Well, the long restless rustle of
high heel boots calls
and I'm probably bound to deceive you after all.
Something must be wrong with me and my brain