| G | F#m | |
| pushing thru' the market square |
| Em | C | |
| so | many mother sighing |
| A | |
| News had just come over |
| C | G | Am | |
| We had | five years left ti cry in |
| News guy wept and told us |
| earth eas really dying |
| Cried so much, his face was wet |
| Then i knew he was not lying. |
| G | Am | G | |
| I | heard | telephones, opera house, favorite melodies |
| Bm | Em | |
| I | saw | boys, toys, electric irons and T.V's |
| A | |
| My | brain hurt like a ware house, it had no room to spare |
| C | |
| I had to c | ram so many things to store ev'ry thing in there |
| Am | |
| And all the fat | skinny people |
| C | Am | |
| And all the tall short | people |
| C | G | Am | G | |
| And all the no | bod | y | people |
| C | G | Am | D7 | |
| And all the some | bod | y | people |
| Am | C | G | Am | |
| I never thought i'd need so many | people |
| A girl my age went off her head |
| Hit some tiny children |
| If the black had not puled her off |
| I think she would have killed them |
| A soldier with a broken arm |
| Fixed his state to the wheels of a Cadilac |
| A cop Knelt and kissed the feet of a priest |
| And a queer threw up at at the sight of that |
| G | F#m | |
| I think i saw you in an ice cream parlour |
| Em | |
| Drinking milkshakes cold and long |
| A | |
| smiling and waving and looking so fine |
| C | |
| Don't think you knew you were in this song |
| G | Am | G | |
| And | it | was | cold, and it rained, so i felt like an actor |
| F#m | Em | |
| And i | thoought of Ma, and i wanted to get back there |
| A | |
| Your | face, Your race, the way that you talk |
| C | G | Am | |
| I | kiss you, you're beautifull, I want you to walk. | we | got |
| G | Bm | |
| ((: | five years stuck on my eyes |
| Em | |
| five years what a surprise we got |
| A | |
| five years my brain hurts a lot |
| C | |
| five years that's all we got we've got :)) |