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My Life As A Ghost

Tom: F

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Am                                                         F                                              G  
The kids are dancing tonight, maybe we'll join them.
Am                                                                            F                                              G  
There's blood in the air tonight, it crushes the boredom.
Am                                                                                         F                                         G  
Grab your coats, get to the boats, head to the coast.
Am                                              F                                      G  
Tonight we sail to the edge of the world.
Am                                                      F  
Get out of this house now,
                                          G  
Head for the horizon.
Am                                                         F  
Tonight we take the town,
                                        G  
So pick your poison.
Am                                                                                                 F                                      G  
Here's a toast, a life as a ghost is better than most,
Am                                    F                            G  
If we have our love in the gutter.
F#m                                    E  
Dance, fucker, dance,
                          A                            D  
You were born to entertain,
F#m                                      E  
Sing, choir boy, sing,
                             A                                    D  
Wash your sins down the drain,
F#m                            E                                         A                              D  
In a violent haze, under the streetlights' gaze,
F#m                                 E  
Dance, fucker, dance,
                          A                              D  
You were born to entertain!
 Am    F)  
Am                                    F  
Now without water,
Am                                                                    F  
Death takes us before hunger,
Am                                                            F  
We dug a well for the water,
Am                            F                 G  
We put on this fire!
F#m                                    E  
Dance, fucker, dance,
                          A                            D  
You were born to entertain,
F#m                                      E  
Sing, choir boy, sing,
                             A                                    D  
Wash your conscience down the drain,
F#m                            E                                         A                              D  
In a violent haze, under the streetlights' gaze,
F#m                                 E  
Dance, fucker, dance,
                          A                              D  
You were born to entertain!