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Guitar 2 during intro:A#5Mini soloVerse:A#m G# When she blows the candle flame to smoke C# FShe says a prayer for all of those who live in houses and in homesA#m G# C# And monday, she'll go downtown standing naked in the road F F#You may know what I am, but who I am you don't knowF# G# She runs across the mustard dust sand C#She scream down the wind FAnd the sea is in a cold F#Like when in holiday homesF# G# And houses like sweets confectionaryC#Sand castles and drinking wineFHungry dinners perfectly timedA#mAnd mother and father glowing youngG#Happy to be eachother togetherF# FWhen she blows the candle out she goes to bed A#mAnd lies and drags through her head G#The day that went, the way of every day F#Tomorrow she'll fly a plainFOver the fields where the houses aren't build yetF# G# She smiles sweetly across the room C#Through the lunch-time smokeAnd I loved her for a secondF F# And discarded the queen and I know G#How sweetness turns sour C#And leaves they turn to brown FAnd then to earth and dust F#And settle in this townChorus:This is what the bass plays because the rythm-guitar playsabout the same chord althrough the chorus.F# G#You get blown awayG# C#You get blown awayC# FYou get blown awayVerse 2:e-6...---5-|B----------|
A#m G#
When she blows the candle flame to smoke
C# F
She says a prayer for all of those who live in houses and in homes
A#m G# C#
And monday, she'll go downtown standing naked in the road
F F#
You may know what I am, but who I am you don't know
F# G#
She runs across the mustard dust sand
C#
She scream down the wind
F
And the sea is in a cold
Like when in holiday homes
F# G#
And houses like sweets confectionary
C#
Sand castles and drinking wine
F
Hungry dinners perfectly timed
F# G#
She smiled sweetly across the lunch time smoke
C#
And I loved her for a second
F
And discarded the queen and I know
F# G#
How men are being little boys again
C#
And women cruel step mothers of old
F
And this is the invention
F#
The adventure of my own
Chorus:
F# G#
I get blown away
G# C#
I get blown away
C# F
I get blown away
F F#
I get blown away x2
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