Nothing at All Status Quo
Status Quo
Spare Parts 1969
There's a m[D]an sitting in a concrete r[A]oom
In a p[Bm]lace full of em[G]ptiness and g[A]loom
With his h[D]ead in his hands he's far a[A]way
It's a l[Bm]ong time a[G]go since yesterd[A]ay
And now his h[D]ands, now his hands start to f[C]all
In his wo[G]rld of not[A]hing at a[D]ll
And now his hands, now his hands start to f[C]all
In his wo[G]rld of not[A]hing at a[D]ll
As a boy he had made so many friends
Now they're gone loneliness just never ends
And in that cold concrete room he trials the day
Yes, the price of a life is hard to pay
And now his hands, now his hands start to fall
In his world of nothing at all
And now his hands, now his hands start to fall
In his world of nothing at all
|Em| |D|
Close your e[Em]yes, there's no[D]thing more to s[Em]ee[G] [A]
Close your e[G]yes and th[A]ank the world you're f[B]ree
|C#m| |G#7| |C#m| |G#7|
|C#m| |E| |F#| |B7|
There's a m[E]an sitting in a concrete r[B]oom
In a p[C#m]lace full of em[A]ptiness and g[B]loom
With his h[E]ead in his hands he's far a[B]way
It's a [C#m]long time a[A]go since yesterd[B]ay
And now his h[E]ands, now his hands start to f[D]all
In his wo[A]rld of no[B]thing at a[E]ll
etc...
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