Тональность: A major•
Intro 1
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Dsus4
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Verse 1
call this sunlit now
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Upon the beach at Kroon -O -Raw
Bm
Brilliant and naked
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Em
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just the way that others look
Bm
Fair and lady manners drink
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until the other cows go home
Bm
Gossip to their lips of leading
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Em
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politics and all
Em
I'd rather be high,
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Em
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I'd rather be fly,
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F#m
I'd rather be dead or out of my head
Dm
Than training these guns
on those men in the sand
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I'd rather be high
Bm
The Thames was black, the tower dark
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I flew to Cairo, find my regiment
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It is full of generals,
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Em
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and generals full of shit
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I stumbled to the graveyard
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and I lay down by my parents' whisper
Bm
Just remember duckies,
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everybody gets gut
Em
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I'd rather be high, I'd rather be high
Em
I'd rather be flying
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Dm
F#m
I'd rather be dead or out of my head
Dm
Than training these guns
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or those men in the sand
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I'm seventeen, my looks can prove it
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I'm so afraid that I will lose it
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I'd rather smoke a phone,
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my ex be pleading for some
Em
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I'd rather be high, I'd rather be high
Em
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I'd rather be blind, I'd be blind
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F#m
I'd rather be dead or out of my head
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Dm
And training these guns
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on the men in the sand
I'd rather be flying
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I'd rather be flying
I'd rather be blind
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