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AAnother subC#m7urban family mDorning. D
AGrandmother sC#m7creaming at the wDall. D
AWe have to sC#m7hout above the dDin of our RDice Crispies
AWe can't hear aC#m7nything at aDll. D
AMother chants her lBm7itany of boB7redom and frustrBm7ation,
ABut we know all her sBm7uicides are fB7ake. Bm7
F/ADaddy only stares into the F/Adistance
There's oF/Anly so much more that he can tEake.
Esus4Many miles aF7way somethinG6g crawls from the slimF7e
At the bEottom of a darEk ScottishE lake.
AAnother indC#m7ustrial ugly mDorning D
AThe factory belches fC#m7ilth into the sDky. D
AHe walks unhC#m7indered through the pDicket lines tDoday,
AHe doesn't tC#m7hink to wonder wDhy. Dsus2
AThe secretaries pBm7out and preen like cB7heap tarts in a rBm7ed light street,
ABut all he ever tBm7hinks to do is wB7atch. Bm7
And eF/Avery single meeting with his so-cF/Aalled superior
Is a humF/Ailiating kick in the crotch. E
Esus4Many miles aF7way somethinG6g crawls to the surfacF7e
Of a dEarEk ScottishE lake.
"Yeee-ooo-ooo"
AAnother worC#m7king day has eDnded. D
AOnly the ruC#m7sh hour hell tDo face. D
APacked likeC#m7 lemmings intoD shiny mDetal boxes.
AContestants C#m7in a suicidal raDce. Dsus2
DF/Aaddy grips the wheel and stF/Aares alone into the distance,
He knF/Aows that something somewhere has to breEak.
He sDm7ees the family home now looDm7ming in the headlights,
The Dm7pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs acDheE. D E
Esus4Many miles aF7way there's G6a shadow on the dooF7r
Of a cEottage on the Eshore
Of a dEarEk ScottishE lakEe E E E E E E E
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