Capo 3rd fret

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Intro

Pale, pubescent beasts

 Roam through the streets

 And coffee shops

 Their prey gather in herds

 Of stiff knee length skirts

 And white ankle socks

 But while they search for a mate

 My type hibernate

 In bedrooms above

Composing their songs of love

Young, uniform minds

In uniform lines

And uniform ties

Run round

With trousers on fire

And signs of desire

They cannot disguise

While I try to find words

As light as the birds

Yhat circle above

To put in my songs of love

Fate doesnt hang on a wrong or right choice

Fortune depends on the tone of your voice

 So sing while you have time

 Let the sun shine down from above

 And fill you with songs of love

Fate doesnt hang on a wrong or right choice

Fortune depends on the tone of your voice

So lets sing while we still can

While the sun hangs high up above

Wonderful songs of love

Beautiful songs of love

Enjoy!