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A5
Bells are chiG5ming for D5victoryC5
D5There's a C5page bacG5k in hisA5tory
D5A5
They came back toG5 the woD5rld that they fought foC5r
D5Didn't turn C5out justG5 like they thought
A5D5A5
DHere is a Esong to singD/F to do the E/Gmeasuring
D/AWhat do you E/Blose, what do you gain, what do you win?
Nine years later a child is born
There's a record, so you put it on
Nine years more, if we're lucky now
Nine-year-old puts his money down
Every scratch. every click, every heartbeat
Every breath that I held for you
There's a stack of shellac and vinyl
Which is yours now and which is mine?
Here is a song to sing to do the measuring
What do you lose, what do you gain, what do you win?
A5Bass and treble heal D5every hurt
There's a rebel C5in aG5 nylon shirt
A5But the words G5are a D5mystery, I've heard
F#5'Til you turn it down to B533 and 1/3 F#m Bm
A5'Cos it helps G5with the D5elocuC5tionD5
Corporations C5turn G5revolutions
A5G5A5
So don't just weep and shed
Just change your name instead
What do you lose when it all goes to your head?
I heard something peculiar said:
"Perhaps he's got a shot and now he's dead"
Bells are chiming and tears are falling
It creeps up on you without a warning
Every scratch, every click, every heartbeat
Every breath that I bless
I'd be lost, I confess
AGAG
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