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I usCed to think the world was flat
Am Rarely threw my hat into the crowd
IF felt I had used up my quota of yGearning
C Used to look in on the children at night
Am In the glow of their Donald Duck light
AFnd frighten myself with the thought of my little ones Gburning
But Amoh, oh, ohG, the tide is tCurning
Am G The tide is tCurning
CSatellite buzzing through the endless night
AmExclusive to moonshots and world title fights
FJesus Christ! Imagine what it must beG earning!
CWho is the strongest? Who is the best?
AmWho holds the aces: the East or the West?
FThis is the crap our children are lGearning!
AmBut oh, oh, ohG, the tide is tCurning
Am G The tide is tCurning
AmOh, oh, oh,G the tide is tCurning
CNow the satellite's confused
'Cos on Saturday night
AmThe airwaves were full of compassion and light
FAnd his silicon heart warmed
To the sight of a billion candles bGurning
AmOo, oo, oo,G the tide is tCurning
AmOo, oo, oo,G the tide is tCurning
(The tide is turning, Billy)
CI'm not saying that the battle is won
AmBut on Saturday night all those kids in the sun
FWrested technology's sword from the hand of the WGar Lords
AmOh, oh, oh,G the tide is tCurning
Am G The tide is tCurning
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