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| | C | F | G |
| At the | record | company | meeting, |
| | C | F | G |
| | On their h | ands: a dead s | tar. |
| | Am | F | G |
| And o | oh, the p | lans that they w | eave, |
| And ooh, the sickening greed. |
| | A | D | E |
| At the | record | company | party |
| | A | D | E |
| | On their h | ands: a dead s | tar. |
| | F#m | D | E |
| The | sycophantic | slags all | say: |
| | D | A | D | E |
| "I | knew him f | irst, and I | knew him w | ell." |
| | A | D | E |
| Re | -issue! Re | -package! R | e-package! |
| | A | D | E |
| Re | -evalu | ate the so | ngs, |
| | F#m | D | E |
| | Double p | ack with a p | hotograph, |
| | D | A | D | E | G |
| | Extra t | rack (and a t | acky b | adge.) | |
| | G |
| "Please them, please | them, please them!" |
| | C | F | G |
| ( | Sadly, | this was your lif | e) |
| | Am | F | G |
| But you | could have said | no, if you'd | wanted to, |
| | F | Am | F | G |
| | You c | ould have said | no, if you'd | wanted to. |
| | G |
| "Please | them. please them!" |
| | C | F | G |
| ( | Sadly, t | his was your life | ) |
| | Am | F | G |
| But you | could have said | no, if you'd | wanted to, |
| You could have walked away, couldn't you? |
| | A | D | E |
| | I t | ouched you at the sound | check, |
| | A | D | E |
| You h | ad no | real way of | knowing. |
| | F#m | D | E | D |
| In my | heart I | begged, "Take me | with you. | |
| | F#m | D | E |
| I | don't care | where you're g | oing." |
| | A | D |
| But to | you I was fa | celess, |
| | E |
| I was fa | wning, I was boring. |
| | A | D | E |
| A c | hild from those | ugly new | houses, |
| | F#m | D | E |
| Who could | never be | gin to | know, |
| | D | F#m | D | E | G |
| | Who could | never | really | know. | |
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| | A | D | E |
| | Best of! Most | of! Sati | ate the need, |
| | A | D | E |
| | Slip them into | different sl | eeves! |
| | F#m | D | E | D |
| B | uy both, a | nd feel dec | eived, | |
| | F#m | D | E |
| | Climber, new | entry re- | entry. |
| | A | D |
| | World tour!(" | Media whore!") |
| | E | A |
| "Please | the press in B | elgium!" |
| | D | E |
| ( | This was your | life...) |
| | F#m | D | E | D |
| And when it | fails to r | ecoup? Well, | maybe: | |
| | F#m | D | E | G |
| You | just haven't e | arned it yet, b | aby. | |
| | C | F | G |
| I walked a p | ace behi | nd you at the | souundcheck. |
| | C | F | G |
| You're | just the | same as I | am. |
| | Am | F | G |
| | What makes most | people | feel happy |
| | F | Am | F | G |
| | Leads us | headlong i | nto | harm. |
| | C | F |
| So, in my | bedroom in those | ugly new houses, |
| | G | C | F | G |
| I | dance my l | egs | down to the | knees. |
| But me and my true love will never meet again... |
| | A | D | E |
| At the | record | company | meeting, |
| | A | D | E |
| On their | hands, at | last, a dead star | ! |
| | F#m | D | E |
| But they can | never | taint you in | my eyes, |
| | D | F#m | D | E |
| | They can | never | touch you | now. |
| | A | D | E |
| No, they | cannot | hurt you my | darling, |
| | A | D | E |
| They | cannot | touch you | now, |
| | E |
| But | me and my true love will never meet again. |
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