| F# | |
| H | ere in this room of glass and steel |
| D#m | |
| With the TV and the | tube I'm watching with my eyes |
| B | C# | B | F# | |
| Th | ings are getting s | pacier qu | elle surprise |
| From the bar the circus calls |
| D#m | |
| Check the smile and crawl the h | alls it all comes back to me |
| B | C# | B | F# | |
| W | ith the life of a r | ock and roll r | efug | ee |
| D#m | B | C# | D#m | |
| And it's | hard, yes it's h | ard to underst | and just where you've | gone |
| B | C# | D#m | |
| And I kn | ow that coming d | own can't be much | fun any more |
| B | C# | F# | |
| And I h | ope you find the str | ength to carry | on |
| When will we ever learn |
| D#m | |
| It's all too much it's such a | burn when it all goes up in flames |
| B | C# | B | F# | |
| The tr | ick is trying to | balance all the pl | easure and the p | ains |
| D#m | B | C# | D#m | |
| And it's | hard, yes it's h | ard to underst | and just where you've | gone |
| B | C# | D#m | |
| And I kn | ow that coming d | own can't be much | fun any more |
| B | C# | F# | |
| Still I h | ope you find the str | ength to carry | on |
| In this world of flesh and bone |
| D#m | |
| Check the girl and wander | home alone it's all the same |
| B | C# | B | F# | |
| I'm s | ick and tired and t | ired and sick of pl | aying all these g | ames |
| D#m | B | C# | D#m | B | C# | |
| And it's | hard | so | hard |
| D#m | B | C# | D#m | B | C# | D#m | B | C# | |
| Glass and s | teel | glass and s | teel |
| D#m | B | C# | D#m | B | C# | D#m | B | C# | |
| Glass and s | teel |
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Put your problems out with the cat -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
| Written by: Mick Anderson micka@jolt.mpx.com.au |
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Must be lamb today cause beef was last week =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-