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Capo 2nd fret

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 We starve, look at one another, short of breath

 Walking proudly in our winter coats

Wearing smells from laboratories

Facing a dying nation of moving paper fantasy

Listening for the new told lies

 With supreme visions of lonely tunes

 Somewhere, inside something there is a rush of

 Greatness, who knows what stands in front of

 Our lives, I fashion my future on films in space

 Silence tells me secretly

 Everything

 Everything

Manchester, England, England

Manchester, England, England

Across the Atlantic Sea

And I'm a genius, genius

I believe in God

 And I believe that God believes in Claude

 That's me, that's me, that's me

 We starve, look at one another, short of breath

 Walking proudly in our winter coats

Wearing smells from laboratories

Facing a dying nation of moving paper fantasy

Listening for the new told lies

 With supreme visions of lonely tunes

 Singing our space songs on a spider web sitar

 Life is around you and in you

 Except for Ti-imothy Leary, dearie

Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in

 The sunshine in (and repeat that until you want to end the song)