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The Final Cut Pink Floyd
[F]Through the fish eyed lens of tear stained ey[C]es
I can [Bb]barely define the shape of this moment in [F]time
And [F]far from flying high in clear blue ski[C]es
I'm [Bb]spiraling down, to the hole in the ground where I [F]hide
[Bb]If you negotiate the [F]minefield in the drive,
[Bb]and beat the dogs, and cheat the cold [F]electronic eyes,
[Bb]and if you [C]make it past the [Dm]shotguns in the hall,
[Gm7]Dial the combination... open the priesthole
And if I'm inside, I'll [A]tell (BOOM!) you what's behind the Wall
[Am]There's a kid who had a big hallucin[F]ation
[Am]Making love to girls in maga[C]zines
He [Bb]wonders if you're sleeping with your [Dm]new found faith...
[Gm7]Could anybody love him?
Or is it just a [C]crazy [F]dream?
[C] [Bb] [F]
And [F]if I show you my dark[C] side
Will you still hold [Bb]me [F]tonight?
And [F]if I open my [C]heart to you,
Show you my [Bb]weak side...
What would you [F]do?
[Bb]Would you sell your story to Rolling [F]Stone?
[Bb]Would you take the children away,[F] and leave me alone?
And [Bb]smile in reass[C]urance as you [Dm]whisper down the phone,
[Gm7]Would you send me packing?
...[C]Or would you take me [F]home?
[F]
[Am]Thought I oughta bare my naked [F]feelings,
[Am]Thought I oughta tear the curtain [C]down
I [Bb]held the blade in trembling hands,
P[Dm]repared to make it but...
[Gm7]Just then the phone rang.
I never had the nerve to make The Final [G]Cut
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