Jackass taby ukulele według Beck

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I been drifting along in the same stale shoes
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Loose ends tying a noose in the back of my mind
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If you thought that you were making your way
             D
To where the puzzles and pagans lay
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I'll put it together: Its a strange invitation
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When I wake up someone will sweep up my lazy bones
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And we will rise in the cool of the evening
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I remember the way that you smiled
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When the gravity shackles were wild
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And something is vacant when I think its all beginning
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I been drifting along in the same stale shoes
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Loose ends tying the noose in the back of my mind
A
If you thought that you were making your way
              D
To where the puzzles and pagans lay
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Ill put it together: Its a strange invitation.