Tabbed By:      Alex B Broadway

Intro:
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I saw you turn the other cheek and smile.
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I saw my father walk that lonely mile.
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I saw a girl with a guitar at the crack of dawn.
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I saw a beggar sitting in the cold with just an old Nirvana T-Shirt on.

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I saw the flames of Jupiter reach across the sky.
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I saw a preacher selling expensive lies, and didnt bother to ask him why.
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I saw four young men from nowhere change the world with yeah, yeah, yeah.
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I saw blood against the window of a florist shop somewhere.

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E5
There's so many things I saw today, I don't know what do or say,
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I'm scared of thinking what it means
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I just thought you'd like to see them too, so I bought these pictures home to you

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Stuffed in the pockets of my jeans
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Stuffed in the pockets of my jeans
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Stuffed in the pockets of my jeans

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I heard the winter's first and only snowflake fall.
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I heard the sound of rustling skirts like Degas sketches in a mall
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I heard the whisper of the traffic in a hubcap down on second beach.
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I heard the crying of discarded kids, somewhere desperately out of reach.
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I heard the bells of freedom chime for black South Africa
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I heard Americans talk like Americans, pretending to be Americans, 

everywhere, even in America

E5
Theres so many things I heard today, I don't know what to do or say.
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I'm scared of thinking what it means
E5  
I just thought you'd like to hear them too, so I bought their soundtrack back 

to you

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Stuffed in the pockets of my jeans
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Stuffed in the pockets of my jeans
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Stuffed in the pockets of my jeans

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I know the end is coming, and it doesnt matter when.
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I know the end is a beginning, it happens ever now and then.
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Worlds collide and tears explode.
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Our songs are S.O.S. percussion messages in Morse code

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I know the kids can hear me, there's nothing to explain
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I hear murmurs of disapproval, but they won't make me change my name again

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E5
So whatever this is all about, I'll say it straight; I'll sing it out.
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We don't need no one to tell us what it means
E5
I'm sure you got some pictures too, with no one else to show them to
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Stuffed in the pockets of your jeans
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Stuffed in the pockets of your jeans
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Stuffed in the pockets of our jeans

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