Life's For The Living

	  		



     Em                            C 
Well great clouds wrapped round the town like elastic 
G                              D 
Cars stood like toys made from Taiwanese plastic 
     Em                        C                    D 
the boy laughed at the spastic dancing around in the rain 
G                               D 
While laundrettes clean clothes high heals rub toes 
     Em                        C 
Puddles splashed huddles of bus top crows 
G                               D                                C 
Dressed in their suits and their boots where they all looked the same 
     Em                        C 
I took myself down to the cafe to find all,  
    G                      D 
the boys lost in books and crackling vinyl,  
   Em                 C                    D        
and carved out a poem above the urinal that read.. 


          Em                D 
Don't you cry for the lost, smile for the living,  
G                     C 
get what you need and give what your given,  
Em                        C                           D 
life is for the living so live it, or your better off dead. 


     Em                          C 
Well the evening pulled the moon out of its package 
    G                             D 
The stars shun like buttons on an old mans jacket 
   Em                   C                              D 
We needed a nail but we tapped it till it fell off the wall 
      G                  D 
While pigeons Peg drains sparks flew like planes  
    Em                             C 
the rain showed the rainbows in the oil stains 
   G                       D                    Em 
We all had new iPhones but no one had no one to call 
     G                      D 
When I stumbled down to the stomach of the town  
      Em                           C 
where the window takes memories to slowly drown,  
       G                     D                  Em 
with a hand to the sky and a mist in her eye she said.. 


          Em                D 
Don't you cry for the lost, smile for the living,  
G                     C 
get what you need and give what your given,  
Em                        C                           D 
life is for the living so live it, or your better off dead. 


    Em                     C           
I'm sick of this town this blind mans forage 
   G                             D 
we take the dreams down and they stick em in storage 
    Em                       C                                      D 
and you can have em back son when you've paid off your mortgage and loans 
   G                        D     
oh hell with this place ill go it my own way  
     Em                     C 
I'll stick out my thumb and trudge down the highway 
G                       D            C 
someday someone must be going my way home 
           Em                      C 
until then I'll make my bed from a Disused car  
           G                         D 
and with a mattress and leaves and a blanket of stars  
      Em                         C                       D 
and I stitched the words into my heart with a needle and thread.. 


          Em                D 
Don't you cry for the lost, smile for the living,  
G                     C 
get what you need and give what your given,  
Em                        C                           D 
life is for the living so live it, or your better off dead. 


          Em                D 
Don't you cry for the lost, smile for the living,  
G                     C 
get what you need and give what your given,  
Em                        C                           D 
life is for the living so live it, or your better off dead.