Tom: E
Em
A
Am
Please trip them gently, they don't like to fall
Em
F
Oh by jingo
Em
A
Am
There's no room for anger, we're all very small
Em
F
Oh by jingo
C
G
E
We're painting our faces and dressing in thoughts from the skies
Am
Am7/G
From paradise
D7
Em
They think that we're holding a secretive ball
F
Won't someone invite them
G
Am
Am7/G
Am/F#
Am/F
They're just smaller children, that's all, after all
Em
A
Am
Man is an obstacle, sad as the clown
Em
F
Oh by jingo
Em
A
Am
So hold on to nothing and he won't let you down
Em
F
Oh by jingo
C
G
E
Some people are marching together and some on their own
Am
Am7/G
Quite alone
D7
Em
Others are running, the smaller ones crawl
F
G
But some sit in silence, they're just older children
Am
Am7/G
Am/F#
Am/F
That's all, after all
Interlúdio
F#m
B
Bm
F#m
G
2X
C
G
E/G#
I sing with impertinence, shading impermanent chords
Am
Am7/G
With my words
D7
Em
I've borrowed your time and I'm sorry I called
F
G
But the thought just occurred that we're nobody's children
Am
Am7/G
Am/F#
Am/F
at all after all
Em
A
Am
Live till your rebirth and do what you will
Em
F
Oh by jingo
Em
A
Am
Forget all I said, please bear me no ill
Em
F
Oh by jingo
Em
A
Am
Em
F
Em
A
Am
After all
Em
A
Am
After all
E
A
Am
E