Fool Am C (x4) e|------x-------x--| B|-1----1--1----1--| G|--2-0-0---2-0-0--| D|---2--2----2--2--| A|------3-------3--| E|------x-------x--| Am C Am C Apartment in New York, London and Paris, Am C F where will we rest, we’re all living on top of it Am C Am C It’s all that we have the USA is our daily bread, Am C F and no one is willing to share it Am C Am C Why can’t we see our fortunancy Am C F living as legends have lived Am C Am C Bane and dismannered, we coax all the time Am C F knowing that nothing is left when we die Am C Am C Come aloooong fool Am C G F A direct hit of the senses you are disconnected Am C It’s not that it’s bad… Am C Am C it’s not that it’s death Am C Am C G F It’s just on the tip of your tongue, and you're so silent Am C Am C Wanting to live and laugh all the time, Am C F sitting alone with you tea and your crime Am C Am C Children with kids, and people with parents, Am C F any which way there’s no past and no presence Am C Am C When the day comes and all of them bums Am C F will reveal enchanting persons Am C Am C Come aloooong fool Am C G F A direct hit of the senses you are disconnected Am C It’s not that it’s bad… Am C Am C it’s not that it’s death Am C Am C G F It’s just on the tip of your tongue, and you're so silent Am C Am C When it's a rut and baby's no luck, Am C F half of it's misunderstanding love Am C Am C The war we have won we're winning again, Am C F within ourselves and within our friends Am C Am C Come aloooong fool Am C G F A direct hit of the senses you are disconnected Am C It’s not that it’s bad… Am C Am C it’s not that it’s death Am C Am C G F It’s just on the tip of your tongue, and you're so silent Am C Am C Am C F (more or less)