(intro) C#5  E5  B5  F#5

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I remember piano lessons
B5              F#5
The hours in freezing rooms
C#5        E5
Cruel ears and tiny hands
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Destroying timeless tunes

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She said there's too much out there
B5              F#5
Too much already said
C#5             E5
You'd better give up hoping
B5              F#5
You're better off in bed

(coro)
A5  F5  E5  D5

C#5                          E5
(Take your hands off my land)
A5                     F5               E5
Credit me with some intelligence
                   D5
(if not just credit me)
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I come in value packs of ten
              D5
(in five varieties)

( C#5  E5  B5  F#5 )
You don't need much to speak of No class, no wit, no soul
Forget you own agenda Get ready to be sold

I feel now like Christine Keeler Sleepwaking in the rain
I didn't mean to lose direction I didn't want that kind of fame

( C#5  E5  B5  F#5 )
And even though I got it all now My only stupid dream
I see you and me together And how it should have been

I remember piano lessons Now everything seems clear
You waiting under streetlights For dreams to disappear