Year: 1967 - Album: The Who Sell Out
Written by Pete Townshend
Eb E Eb My cup is cold, my paper's old, my heart is sold to Melancholia, Eb E Eb My clothes are torn, my shoes are worn, my heart is born to Melancholia. Eb E Eb A strange surprise, what I despised in other guys is here in me, Eb E Eb They lose their girl, they lose their world, and then they cry for all to see G D A G D A I've never felt so bad, the fires drive me mad. Eb E Eb The sheets are grey, but since the day she went away, I lost all power. Eb E E The dust is thick, the dog is sick, the kids have picked most of the flowers. Am D E Am D E The sun is shining, but not for me. The sun is shining, but not for me. G D A G D A I've never felt so bad, the fires drive me mad. Eb E Eb The sheets are grey, but since the day she went away, I lost all power. Eb E Eb The dust is thick, the dog is sick, the kids have picked most of the flowers. _______________________________________________________ Contribuição: Rodrigo Alan Feltrin Ferraz([email protected])
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