Standard (EADGBE)
Like a motorcade lost in tickertape
I have felt my way to you again
On any other day thered be a marching band
But I stole away before they cut me down
What say we go, meet by the well?
Dont tell a soul, this is our time
And we can lay low tonight; no I dont have the will to fight
My president or his designs; you & me coulda been fine
you & me were gonna be fine
Cos you knew me when I was wide awake
Now I sleep all day, oh my mistake!
Oh any other day, thered be a marching band
But I stole away before thy cut me down,
What say we go, meet by the well?
Dont tell a soul, this is our time
And we can lay low tonight; no I dont have the will to fight
My president or his designs; you & me coulda been fine
you & me were gonna be fine
In time, inside, here comes the falling rain,
In time, inside, here comes the pouring rain,
In time, inside, here comes the falling rain,
In time, inside, here comes the poison rain.
Ooh, oh, yeah, ooh, oh yeah.
Ooh, oh, yeah, ooh, oh yeah yeah yeah.
And we can lay low tonight; no I dont have the will to fight
My president or his designs; you & me coulda been fine
Oh we can lay low tonight; and we can set the flag alight,
Were clawing back the time, when youth was on our side,
You & me coulda been fine, you & me were gonna be fine.