Spin Doctors – Someday All This Will Be Road (Guitar)

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[Intro] D Em C B A G A G A G A G [Verse 1]
A             G             A              G
Lights on the bridges and a smokestack far away

A              G             A               G
Smoke turns to indigo in the ending business day

    A            G           A            G
The taxicabs' assault on the potholed asphalt

     A         G                A           G
They parry and lunge 'neath the thin winter sun who's

A            G       A       G
Painting the bedroom grey
[Chorus]
D         Em         G
Computer Mage of the plastic age

D          Em    G         C
Someday all this will be a road

D             Em
Where will it take us?

         G         C
It's got seventeen lanes.

D             Em
Where will it run?

        G              C
It's an interstate parkway.

D             Em
Where will it go?

       G             C
It's a boot print of progress.

D             Em
Where will it take us?

           C               D
It's gonna be a road, be a road.
[Verse 2]
  A          G             A              G
Domesticated primates, the leary convict says

A         G               A                   G
Sewn up together in paper foil like a pack of Pez, of course,

A            G             A               G
School was a fine bunch of rehashed lines, there was

A              G                  A              G
Nothing really said, I could have stayed home in bed and watched

A         G    A      G
Reruns of Desi Arnaz
[Instrumental] A G A G A G A G [Verse 3]
A                  G              A                   G
"Time's a logistic concept", says Einstein's kid, the dunce.

A                G            A                       G
"People's way of keeping everything from happening at once

A             G          A               G
"Overtake the light, and time is in your sight

     A                    G        A                  G
"And black holes bend the beams so nothing's where it seems and

 A               G           A        G
"Finding out the truth could take you months."
[Chorus]
D         Em         G
Computer Mage of the plastic age

D          Em    G         C
Someday all this will be a road

D             Em
Where will it take us?

         G         C
It's got seventeen lanes.

D             Em
Where will it run?

        G              C
It's an interstate parkway.

D             Em
Where will it go?

       G             C
It's a boot print of progress.

D             Em
Where will it take us?

           C               D
It's gonna be a road, be a road.
[Outro] A G A G A G A G A G A G