Dylan Thomas taby ukulele według Better Oblivion Community Center

# Intro
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It was quite early one morning
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Hit me without warning
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I went to hear the general speak
      A
I was standing for the anthem
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Banners all around him
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Confetti made it hard to see
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Put my footsteps on the pavement
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Starved for entertainment
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Four seasons of revolving doors
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So sick of being honest
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I'll die like Dylan Thomas
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A seizure on the barroom floor


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I’m getting greedy with this private hell
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I'll go it alone, but that's just as well


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These cats are scared and feral
    G
The flag pins on their lapels
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The truth is anybody’s guess
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These talking heads are saying
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"The king is only playing
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a game of four dimensional chess"

# Solo

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There's flowers in the rubble
    G
The weeds are gonna tumble
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I'm lucid but I still can't think
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I'm strapped into a corset
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Climbed into your corvette
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I'm thirsty for another drink

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If it's advertised, we'll try it
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And buy some peace and quiet
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And shut up at the silent retreat
     A
They say you’ve gotta fake it
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At least until you make it
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That ghost is just a kid in a sheet


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I’m getting used to these dizzy spells
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I'm taking a shower at the Bates Motel
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I’m getting greedy with this private hell
            D                A       G
I'll go it alone, but that's just as well

# Outro

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