(/) Slide Up (\) Slide Down (h) Hammer On (p) Pull Off (b) Bend (r) Release (v) Vibrato
Stave 1:
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(Verse 1)
A A/F#
Not regular party size;
A/E
Waves crash on either side.
A A/F#
He's wearing polypropylene,
A/E A
Clutching at straws, holding onto string.
A A/F#
What was he looking for -
A/E
Truth, or was it Heaven?
A A/F#
Or did he just want to go out with a bang,
A/E
So to speak?
A A/F#
He's put his helmet on,
A/E
Steps out, floats on into the sky,
A
Goodbye!
A/E
It's funny, but I can understand why:
(Chorus)
A A/F#
I want to live where the traffic controllers
A/E A
Are ballet dancers,
A/F# A/E A
And billboards painted over with colours;
A/F#
Where unkindness is fined
A/E A
In numbers of roses,
A/F# A/E
And nobody feels like taking the commons,
* from here on play the same chords, the song is only these 3 chords listed above*
(Verse 2)
A A/F#
While some were meant for sea, in tug-boats
A/E
'Round the shore's knee,
A
Milling with the sand,
A/F# A/E
and always coming back to land ,
A
For others, up above
A/F# A/E
Is all they care to think of,
A A/F#
Up there with the birds and clouds, and
A/E
Words don't follow.
D E A A/F#
There are times when I sit down to tea,
D E A A/F#
Some well-meaning companion will ask me,
D E A
How's it going with everything?
D
Quite nicely, but:
(Chorus)
A A/F#
I want to live where the traffic controllers
A/E A
Are ballet dancers,
A/F# A/E A
And billboards painted over with colours;
A/F#
Where unkindness is fined
A/E A
In numbers of roses,
A/F# A/E
And nobody feels like taking the commons,
(Verse 3)
A A/F#
'Though time has soldiered on,
A/E
I still think upon him;
A A/F# A/E
Waging with the sky, he's crying Goodbye!
A
What was he looking for -
A/F# A/E
Truth, or was it Heaven?
A A/F#
Or did he just want to go out with a bang,
A/E
So to speak?
