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Intro: Gm Cm Gm A simple turn of phrase Cm A million mouths, a million days Cm All I need's a space upon your floor Gm F Gm Cm Sing out for change Gm And feed all the news to the poor Dm Gm We fall down the same But when you're done, pick me up off the floor Gm Cm C When you're done, pick me up off the floor Gm I hear them turning the lock and thread And creeping in to your home Cm Just to tell you where to stand Watching Gm F Cm Sing out for change Bb Gm And feed all the news to the poor F Cm We fall down the same Bb Gm F Cm Bb When you're done, pick me up off the floor Gm And when you're done, pick me up off the floor G Bb G Ab G Ab When you're done, pick me up off the floor G Ab G Ab G Ab So can you feel it? We're moving it over the air G Ab We are revolting, we are revolting G Ab And all the little pieces falling are counting the price of your head C Db C Db C Db C Db Gm F Cm Sing out for change Bb Gm And feed all the news to the poor F Cm We fall down the same Bb Gm F Cm Bb When you're done, pick me up off the floor Gm And when you're done, pick me up off the floor G Bb G Ab G Ab When you're done, pick me up off the floor
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