The Florist Kids in Glass Houses
[G]Take a ticket and [G/B]wait in the line out[C]side
[G]In the sun we are n[G/B]othing but food for the f[C]lies
[G]Then they warn us that [G/B]the florist easily bor[C]es
[G]If we want what we [G/B]need we?d better keep it [C]short
[Em]Show Me The W[G]ay[Am]
[C]I remember the d[D]ay the music di[Bm]ed and left me wanting mo[C]re
[C]I remember the [D]way my mother c[Bm]ried when daddy went to w[C]ar
[C]Died that d[D]ay, they ca[Bm]me and took you aw[C]ay
[C]In between n[D]ight and t[Bm]he day,[C] hey!
Otis - lost in the hiss of the stereo?s mouth
Motions us to a door, empties our pockets out
In the blackest market that you will never see
Give you all that you want if you?re willing to please
Take Me Away
I remember the day the music died and left me wanting more
I remember the way my mother cried when daddy went to war
Died that day, they came and took you away
In between night and the day
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