Tom: A
Introdução:
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Under these circumstances they can hardly cope
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Notice their fleeting glances and thier lack of hope
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I offer this suggestion they don't seem to care-o
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This is my generation drowning in despair-o
E G A
You'll never find peace of mind in your pool of self
E G A
You'll never find peace of mind in a sea of wealth
E G A
You'll never find peace of mind in your rock and roll
E G A
You'll never find peace of mind if you sell your soul
E F#
You gotta like it, You gotta love it
G A
I know you need some freedom from the strife
E F#
You gotta like it, You gotta love it
G A
I know you need some Jesus in your life
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We circumvent our feelings through an angry sound
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He who complains the loudest wears the fattest crown
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We're anti-everybody call it paranoia
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Well, I ain't no judge or jury, but I'm praying for ya
E G A
You'll never find peace of mind in your lucky charm
E G A
You'll never find peace of mind on a hippie farm
E G A
You'll never find peace of mind in a one-night stand
E G A
You'll never find peace of mind in your superman
CHORUS (x2)
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Ya dropped right into the middle of a freak attack
F# B A
Cause we're back and we're comin' like that
F# B A
Ya see we're lowerin' the boom in the middle of the tune
F# B A
Cause the funk is always heavy where it's at
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So, while you're whining all the time never changing any minds
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It is clear to see your lip has lost it's button
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Cause, if ya take a think at this it is easy to admit
F# B A
That the selfish way you're living is for nothing
CHORUS (x4)