Elliott Murphy – Well Intentioned Pedestrians (Guitar)

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Little baby with a broken cup, trying to fill it with a distant love

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She was flipped out right down the line

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He was breathing last time I looked, dressed in white like a missionary cook

     A                               F#m   Gm 
Or like a sorcerer making water from wine

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Everybody gets lonely, (lonely),  when the crowd turns mean

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Well intentioned pedestrian crossing at the green

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I was there when the internet broke, believe mister it wasn't no joke

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Trooper Huck Finn putting up detour signs

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There were maps floating everywhere I was shaved by a hair on a barber chair

       A                     F#m   Gm
It was mystic when I went on line

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Everybody gets angry, (angry),  at last to arrive

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Well intentioned pedestrian wait impatiently on the other side

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To hell with the man with the message, three cheers for the lovers who tried

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Well intentioned pedestrian blindfolded and walking in the line of fire

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[Verse]

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I know I'm never gonna figure it out, 

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love'n hate, life'n death, faith'n doubt

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But its the losing that's got me down

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Its just a question of serenity 

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but when they giving that out they forgot about me

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I guess I was out of town

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Everybody gets busted, (busted),  and everybody tries hard

G#m      Gm   F#m          Gm G#m          Gm   F#m G#m  A
Everybody's a hero, (hero),   in their own backyard

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Well intentioned pedestrian flying on a credit card