Tono: B
Introducción: Cm Gm
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Religious iconography giving you the creeps?
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I feel rougher than a disco lizard tongue along your cheek
Cm
The rise of the machines
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I must admit you gave me something momentarily
Cm
In which I could believe
But the hand of harsh reality's un-gloved
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The way some science fiction does
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Reflections in the silver screen of strange societies
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Swamp monster with a hard-on for connectivity
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The ascension of the cream
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Mass panic on a not too distant future colony
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Quantitative easing
I want to make a simple point about peace and love
D
The way some science fiction does
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The way some science fiction does
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I've got the world on a wire
D Cm
In my little mirror, mirror on the wall
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In the pocket of my raincoat
(Dedilhado da última estrofe)
D
May well just end up too clever for its own good
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The way some science fiction does