Tom: D
Introdução: Am
Dm E Am
The moon is hanging in the purple sky
Dm E Dm
Baby's sleeping while its mother sighs
E Am
Talking 'bout the rich folks
Dm
Rich folks have the same jokes
E Am
And they park in basic places
The priest is preaching from a shallow grave
Dm E Am
So don't tell me about your success
Dm E Am
Nor your recipes for my happiness
Dm E
Smoke in bed
Am
I never could digest
Dm E Am
Those illusions you claim to have going
The sun is shining, as it's always done