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1ª Parte  
Intro: E 

E  
I don't care if it rains or freezes   
A  
as long as I've got my plastic Jesus   
E 	 	 	        B  
sitting on the dashboard of my car   
E  
it comes in colors pink and pleasant   
A  
it glows in the dark cause its iridescent   
E                       B           E  
I'll take it with me whenever I go far   
E  
so give me my lady Madonna   
A  
dressed in rhinestones and sitting on a   
E                     B  
pedestal of abalone shells   
E  
driving 90 but I'm not scared   
A  
because I've got my Virgin Mary   
E                       B            E  
assuring me that I will never go to hell  

E 

E  
And by the way You know that   
E  
hope will make you strange   
E  
Make you blink, make you blank, make you sink 
E                  A  
It will make you afraid of change  
A   
And often blame   
A  
The box with the view of the world   
                              E  
And the walls that fill the frame   
E  
I turn it up   
E  
but then I turn it off   
E  
Because I can't stand when they start to talk 
            A  
About the hurting and killing   
A  
Whose shoes are we filling   
A  
The damage and ruin   
A  
Man, the things that we're doing   
      E  
Good god, We gotta stop, we gotta turn it all off   
E  
We gotta rewind   
E  
and start it up again   

Riff (B) 
because we fell across the fall line 
                         A 
ain't there nothing sacred anymore 
  
A              E  
Nana nana nana na  

A, E, A, E, A, E  
  
E  
Somebody saw him jump   
E 
But nobody saw him slip   
E 
I guess he lost a lot of hope   
E 
And then he lost his grip   
           A  
Now he's lying in the freeway   
A 
In the middle of this mess   
A 
Guess we lost another one   
A 
Just like the other one   
E  
Optimistic hypocrite   
E 
That didn't have the nerve to quit   
E 
The things that kept him wanting more   
E 
Until he finally reached the core   

Riff (B) 
he fell across the fall line 
                                A 
ain't there nothing sacred anymore 

Riff (B) 
we fell across the fall line 
                                A 
ain't there nothing sacred anymore  
  
A              E  
Nana nana nana na  
  
A, E, A, E  
  
A              E  
Nana nana nana na  
  
A       E                   A  
All my friends are getting older,  
B                 C#m  
I guess I must be too.  
                        A  
Without their love and kindness  
B  
I don't want I’ll do  
    A                      E  
Oh the wine bottle’s half empty  
B                     C#m  
The money's all been spent  

                            A  
We're a cross between our parents  
      B  
And hippies in a tent.  
  
     A                      E  
Oh, Love calls just like a wild bird  
B                 C#m  
It's just another day  
                A       B            E  
Spring blew my list of things to do away.  
  
A, E, A, E  
  
A      E               A  
In a mucked up lovely river  
B                   C#m  
I cast my my little fly  
                                A  
But I look at that river and I smell it and   
    B  
it makes me want to cry, Oh  
A                    E  
To clean our dirty planet  
B                    C#m  
Now there1s a noble wish  
                        A  
Now I putting shoulder to the wheel  
B   
Cause I wanna catch some fish, Oh  
 A                      E  
Love calls just like a wild bird  
B                 C#m  
It's just another day  
                A        B           E   A 
Spring blew my list of things to do away 

E  A  (3x) 

2ª Parte 
     E                A          E            A 
Well I think it's fine, building jumbo planes 
   E            A      E          A  
Or taking a ride on a cosmic train 
       E        A       E           A  
Switch on summer from a slot machine 
     E                          A                      E       A 
Yes, get what you want to if you want 'cos you can get anything 
F#m                  B         F#m               B 
  I know we've come a long way, we're changing day to day 
F#m             B                       E  A (E A) 3x  
  But tell me, where do the children play? 

         E            A     E                A  
Well you roll on roads over fresh green grass  
         E         A        E          A  
For your lorryloads pumping petrol gas  
        E                A         E              A  
And you make them strong, and you make them tough 
D                       A                    D            A  
But they just go on and on, and it seems you can't get off  

D                       F#m        D                F#m  
  Oh, I know we've come a long way We're changing day to day 
D              B                        E  A (E A) 3x 
  But tell me, where do the children play?