C F C We are bitter losers, snarling through our smiles Am F G We're the lost boys, in the supermarket isles F G We're Christmas dogs, dumped by the side of the road C Am Confused, we will run for miles F We are road rage G We are stone age C We are wild C F C We are busted light bulbs, in a backstreet neon sign Am F G We're the shaking gun, in a service station line F We'll drink though we're drunk, G We'll sink though we've sunk C Am We're fd but we say that we're fine F We are rampage, G C Missing back pages in our spine F C G We long, for journeys and the roadside F C G We long, for starlight and the low tide F C G Yeah, we long, for fairy tales and fire sides C And oh. C We are coffeehouse cynics, F C Too righteous, too rigid to believe Am Disappointed romantics, F G Scraping the hearts from our sleeves F We're the toothless drunk, G We're the aging punk C Yeah, we are Adam, Am We're the apple and we're Eve F G C We are beggars with shiny pennies, on our knees F C G We long, for sunlight on the hillsides F C G Yeah, we long, for yesterdays and hindsight F C G Oh, we long, for fairy tales and fire sides C And oh. F C G Yeah we long for carnivals and fairground rides F C G Oh, we long for journeys and the roadsides F C G Oh, we long for fairy tales and fire sides C And oh.
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