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Fat Lady Sings John Son This Guitar This guitar won't kill your fascists This guitar never killed anyone This guitar is not as charming as a gun This guitar is never sure This guitar is scared of you This guitar is looking for a son CHORUS But you You think the world's a book to read And all you see are happy ends I need my means I need my doubts I need my friends I need guitar This guitar has had its dreams and This guitar it sometimes bleeds and This guitar it needs a simple mind Once this guitar thought it knew everything Everything a guitar could do but now This guitar is learning all the time But you You would not understand sublime Not if I carved it on your arm In letters of quicklime this is not show This lives this breathes This guitar is all I use To drain away those guitar blues Then this guitar makes its excuse And leaves This guitar blows hot and cold This guitar needs truth to be told This guitar it wants to change your life You say this guitar touches you But you know you touch this guitar too And you know this guitar will survive I need you You must realise that there are stars beneath the skies above And that this this is not peace this is not love This is my heart This is guitar ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ |
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