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Neil Young - Crime In The City Neil Young - Crime In The City |
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intro: Am 0 Am F Am 0 Am F
Well the Amicop made the show-down Ami, F
He was Amisure he was right Ami, F
He had Amiall of the low-downAmi, F
From the Amibank-heist last nightAmi, F
DmiHis best friend was the robber,G
DmiAnd his wife was a thiefG
DmiAll his children were killers, G
DmiHe couldn't get no relief G, F
The bungalow was surrounded G
WFhen a voice loud and clear G
SFaid "Come on out with your hands up G
FOr we'll blow you out of here"
There was a fGace in the Amiwindow F
The t.v. Amicameras rolledF
Then they cut to the anAminouncer,F
And the sAmitory was told F
solo: F G F G F G Am (barre chords)
The artist looked at the producer
the producer sat back
He said "what we have got here
is a perfect track
But we don't have a vocal
and we don't have a song
If we could get these things accomplished
nothing else could go wrong"
So he balanced the ashtray
as he picked up the phone
And said "send me a songwriter
who's drifted far from home
And make sure that he's hungry
and make sure he's alone
Send me a cheeseburger
and a new 'rolling stone'"
Yeah
solo: F G F G F G Am (barre chords)
"There's still crime in the city",
said the cop on the beat
"I don't know if i can stop it,
I feel like meat on the street"
They paint my car like a target
I take my orders from fools
Meanwhile some kid blows my head off
well I play by their rules
That's why I'm doin' it my way
I took the law in my own hand
So here i am in the alleyway
a wad of cash in my pants
I get paid by a ten year old
he says he looks up to me
There's still crime in the city
but it's good to be free
Yeah
solo: F G F G F G Am (barre chords)
Well I come from a family
that has a broken home
Sometimes I talk to daddy
on the telephone
When he says that he loves me
I know that he does
But I wish I could see him
I wish I knew where he was
But that's the way all my friends are
except maybe one or two
Wish I could see him this weekend
wish I could walk in his shoes
But now I'm doing my own thing
sometimes I'm good then I'm bad
Although my home has been broken
it's the best home I ever had
Yeah
solo: F G F G F G Am (barre chords)
Well I keep getting younger
my life's been funny that way
Before I ever learned to
talk I forgot what to say
I sassed back to my mom
I sassed back at my teacher
I got thrown out of bible school
for sassing back at the preacher
Then I grew up to be a fireman
put every fire in town
Put out anything smokin'
but when I put the hose down
The judge sent me to prison
gave me life without parole
Wish I never put the hose
down wish I never got old
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