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			     Mr. Spock - Paul Gilbert
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Tabbed by: Max Olsson
Email: mxozzon@passagen.se


Mr. Spock


Verse:
                E              E|-5----4--2---o--|
I can't breathe, there's too much dust in the air
            B              A            E
I can't see, cause all the grease in my hair
E          F#/E  G#/E     A        
            A     E
Is getting in my eyes and makes me look like I'm crying

            E       E|-5----4--2---o--|
I can't stay, already been here too long
            B                A         E
I can't leave, don't want to leave you alone
E         F#/E       G#/E   A      
  B             A     B
Now I'm a big strong man so don't you think that I'm crying


Bridge:
A                                B
No it's the rain outside getting on my face
A                           B
Or the foam from a glass of beer
A            E        A   B
Or the water fountain was misplaced
E      A             B
It is anything but a tear


Chorus:
B          E               B    A
No I'm not crying, I'm not crying
F#
I don't have time to spend on that
     A              B
I've got to keep on trying
        E               B    A
I'm not crying, I'm not crying
F#
I only want you back And so I
A                B
really should be flying
                 E    A   B     A  B  E  A E
To knock on your door, Mr.Spock is no more


Verse:

I can't feel, because my heart is so strong
I can't go, I don't know where I belong
I keep on searching for someplace, can't you see that I'm trying

I can't hide, because I'm six feet four
I don't fit, cause I'm too tall for the door
I hit my head if I forget and band aids I'm buying


Bridge:
Now it's the rain outside getting on my face
Or the foam from a glass of beer
Or the water fountain was misplaced
It is anything but a tear


Chorus:
No I'm not crying, I'm not crying
I don't have time to spend on that
I've got to keep on trying
I'm not crying, I'm not crying
I only want you back
And so I really should be flying
To knock on your door, Mr.Spock is no more