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Intro: G D A Em G D F#7 G (2x) G D A Em If memory serves us, then who owns the master G D F#7 G How do we know who's projecting this reel G D A Em And is it like gruel or like quick drying plaster G D F#7 G Tell me how long til the paint starts to peel Em ?D F#7 Bm Is it like Pyramus or Apollo or an archer we don't know Em ?D F#7 G Though history repeats itself, and time's a crooked bow Bm A Come on tell us something we don't know G D A Em G D F#7 G G D A Em Now who's the best boy and the casting director G D F#7 G And the editor splicing your face from the scene G D A Em It's all in the hands of a lazy projector G D F#7 G That forgetting, embellishing, lying machine G D F#7 G That forgetting, embellishing, lying machine D G D They say all good things must come to an end G Everyday the night must fall D G How it all came to this, I simply can't recall D Too many cooks in the kitchen G How the mighty must fall D G But I can't see the sense in us breaking up at all D G I can't see the sense in us breaking up at all D G I can't see the sense in us breaking up at all E A7 Breaking up at all G D A Em And it's all in the hands of a lazy projector G D F#7 G That forgetting, embellishing, lying machine
Written by Andrew Bird
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