Misc Musicals – Rent - Santa Fe (Guitar)

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New York City! (uh huh.) Centre of the universe. (sing it, girl)

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Times are shitty, but I'm pretty sure they can't get worse. (I hear ya.)

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It's a comfort to know, when you're singing the "Hit the Road Blues"

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That anywhere else you could possibly go after New York would be:

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Now you're talkin'. (Collins's trademark evil laugh, lol muahaha)

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Well I'm thwarted by a metaphysic puzzle

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And I'm sick of gradin' papers, that I know.

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I'm shouting in my sleep I need a muzzle

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And all this misery pays no salary so

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Let's Open up a restaurant in Santa Fe

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Sunny Santa Fe Would be   Nice

C               Gadd9         A
Let's Open up a Restaurant in Santa Fe

    C                 Gadd9       E       A
And leave this to the roaches and mice.

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Ohhhh

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Ohhhh

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You teach? Yeah, I teach computer age philosophy

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When my students would rather watch T.V. America. (America)

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You're a sensitive aesthete, Brush the sauce onto the meat

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You can make the menu sparkle with a rhyme

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You can drum a gentle drum, I can seat guests as they come

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Chatting not about Heidegger but wine.

      C         Gadd9         A
Let's open up a restaurant in   Santa Fe

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Our labours would reap financial   gain

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We'll open up a restaurant in   Santa Fe

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And save from devastation our brains (save our brains)

      Cadd9           Gadd9          A
We'll pack up all our junk and fly so far away

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Devote ourselves to projects that sell

      Cadd9     Gadd9         A
We'll open up a restaurant in  Santa Fe

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Forget this cold Bohemian   hell

Cadd9  Dadd9  Gadd9  Cadd9
Ohhhh

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Ohhhh       (whoa oh oh oh whoa oh oh)

Cadd9  Dadd9  Gadd9  Cadd9
Ohhhh

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Ohhhh           Yeah yeah yeah. Mmhmmm

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Do    you   know   the    way        To Santa Fe?

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      You know; tumbleweeds...        prairie dawwwwwgs.

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Yeaaah.