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Höfundur lags: We Are Augustines Sent inn af: Anonymous
[A]    [F]    [C5]    [A]    [F]    [C5]    
[A]    [F]    [C5]    [G5]    [F5]    [C5]    
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[G5]    [F5]    [C5]    
[A]Fell as[F]leep with a c[C5]igarette
[A]To the [F]flicker of a [C5]TV set
[A]No one [F]saw you wave your [C5]white flag
[G5]No one saw your fam[F5]ily photo alb[C5]um   
[G5]Never saw your fami[F5]ly photo alb[C5]um   

[A]Fought some [F]battles and we lost [C5]the war
[A]And there's [F]ashtrays all on the [C5]floor
[A]"The city ai[F]n't beat me yet" he [C5]said   
[G5]To the flick[F5]er of a TV s[C5]et   
[G5]To the blue [F5]light of a T[C5]V set

[Bm]I'm takin' ya[D] home
[Am]Hang up the phone
We'll listen to [E]radio
K[Bm]eep your [D]head up kid
I know you can s[Am]wim   
But ya gotta move your [E]legs
But ya gotta move your [E]legs

[A]    [F]    [C5]    [A]    [F]    [C5]    
[A]    [F]    [C5]    [G5]    [F5]    [C5]    
[A]The leaves are fal[F]lin' off the tr[C5]ees   
[A]There's children p[F]layin' in the s[C5]treet
[A]Have you lost your[F] will to see st[C5]raight?
[G5]Well to hell with [F5]New York City th[C5]en   
[G5]New York Ci[F5]ty can go to he[C5]ll   

[Bm]I'm takin' ya[D] home
[Am]Hang up the phone
We'll listen to [E]radio
K[Bm]eep your [D]head up kid
I know you can s[Am]wim   
But ya gotta move your [E]legs
But ya gotta move your [E]legs

[A]    [F]    [C5]    [A]    [F]    [C5]    
[A]    [F]    [C5]    [G5]    [F5]    [C5]    
[A]    [F]    [C5]    [G5]    [F5]    [C5]    
[A]Fell as[F]leep with a c[C5]igarette
[A]To the [F]flicker of a [C5]TV set
[A]No one [F]saw you wave your [C5]white flag
[G5]No one saw your fam[F5]ily photo alb[C5]um   
[G5]Never saw your fami[F5]ly photo alb[C5]um   

[Bm]I'm takin' ya[D] home
[Am]Hang up the phone
We'll listen to [E]radio
K[Bm]eep your [D]head up kid
I know you can s[Am]wim   
But ya gotta move your [E]legs
But ya gotta move your [E]legs

[A]    [F]    [C5]    [A]    [F]    [C5]    
[A]    [F]    [C5]    [G5]    [F5]    [C5]    
[A]    [F]    [C5]    [G5]    [F5]    [C5]    





Fell asleep with a cigarette
To the flicker of a TV set
No one saw you wave your white flag
No one saw your family photo album
Never saw your family photo album

Fought some battles and we lost the war
And there's ashtrays all on the floor
"The city ain't beat me yet" he said
To the flicker of a TV set
To the blue light of a TV set

I'm takin' ya home
Hang up the phone
We'll listen to radio
Keep your head up kid
I know you can swim
But ya gotta move your legs
But ya gotta move your legs



The leaves are fallin' off the trees
There's children playin' in the street
Have you lost your will to see straight?
Well to hell with New York City then
New York City can go to hell

I'm takin' ya home
Hang up the phone
We'll listen to radio
Keep your head up kid
I know you can swim
But ya gotta move your legs
But ya gotta move your legs




Fell asleep with a cigarette
To the flicker of a TV set
No one saw you wave your white flag
No one saw your family photo album
Never saw your family photo album

I'm takin' ya home
Hang up the phone
We'll listen to radio
Keep your head up kid
I know you can swim
But ya gotta move your legs
But ya gotta move your legs



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