The Fog Teclado

	  C                           G 
Here in this town they have all got the blues 
       Am                   F 
As the paperboy takes off without any news 
C                         G 
Angels have wings you can feel free to use 
    Am                         F 
The corner store drugs you can freely abuse 
 
         G 
And I'm yelling and screaming cause 
                       F 
Baby you're driving me crazy 
 
   C                         G 
So life on your own has been vacant and cold 
     Am                           F 
Everyone's getting somewhere and you're getting old 
  C                        G 
Career opportunities, they all have been sold 
 Am                       F 
Along with your body, and most of your soul 
 
         G 
And I'm yelling and screaming cause 
                       F 
Baby you're driving me crazy 
            G 
If I could spare more remorse 
From my emptied out pores 
        F 
I would maybe 
 
          C             F 
Cause the fog's getting thicker 
         G               C 
And the world's spinning fast 
    C        F 
The chaos is building 
     G        C 
It's going to last 
         C          F 
And it's so hard to see 
           G          Am 
And you're so hard to find 
        C           F          G         C       G 
There's days when I think I am losing my mind 
 
   C                         G 
So keep painting pictures of beautiful scenes 
 Am                      F 
Striking the canvas with deep blues and greens 
  C                         G 
Realists are frowning, they think you're obscene 
       Am                    F 
As you work overtime to make sure they can dream 
 
         G 
And I'm yelling and screaming cause  
                       F 
Baby you're driving me crazy 
            G 
If I could spare more remorse 
From my emptied out pores 
        F 
I would maybe 
 
          C             F 
Cause the fog's getting thicker 
         G               C 
And the world's spinning fast 
    C        F 
The chaos is building 
     G        C 
It's going to last 
         C          F 
And it's so hard to see 
           G          Am 
And you're so hard to find 
        C           F          G         C 
There's days when I think I am losing my mind 
 
 
 
 
G 
And we yell 
And we scream 
       C             F 
As the fog's getting thicker 
     G               C 
the world's spinning fast 
    C        F 
The chaos is building 
     G        C 
It's going to last 
         C          F 
And it's so hard to see 
           G          Am 
And you're so hard to find 
        C           F          G 
There's days when I think I am losing my mind 
 
        C             F 
And the fog's getting thicker 
     G               C 
the world's spinning fast 
    C        F 
The chaos is building 
     G        C 
It's going to last 
         C          F 
And it's so hard to see 
           G          Am 
And you're so hard to find 
        C           F          G         C 
There's days when I think I am losing my mind 
 
 
 
 
 
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