Tom: A
AC#m7
Murderer's come dressed as suicides
GF#m
They drag the donkey's that carry the shitAC#m7
Wondering where all of that hope went
GF#m
I'm telling you now this itAC#m7
Everybody knows you sell mouthwashGF#m
As liquid gold always rusts
AC#m7
The roller blade girls concrete the beaches
GF#m
The coffee cups crumble to dustE7A
On the Titanic, groovy, the lifeboats blow in the wind.
Listening to your Northern Soul records