(intro) F

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He talked of things and other things
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and things on which he hung his hat and coat
F
He talked and talked and while he talked
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No one seemed to listen anymore

F
He stood alone and gazed upon

the ruins of his life
G
surrended to those smashing things

he never realized
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he knew somehow
                   F
the credit had run out

but he's the

F
cherry on the chocolate cake
F7
Coca Cola Buble Fake
F6
the juicy fruit inside his mouth

is ticking like a time bomb
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gleaming pictures all around
B
superstereophonicsound
Bb
he's the magic maestro
        C#
of the "ultra violent liars choir"

(verse)

(repeat chorus)