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Gilby Clarke - Captain Chaos Gilby Clarke - Captain Chaos |
| Captain Chaos
Captain Chaos,
Jonesin' sweet, sweet desperation
Captain Chaos,
So young, strung out an' numb
Souvenirs from hell and back
Left your wreckage in a body bag
No, oh
Captain Chaos,
Buried with my Telecaster
Captain Chaos,
Money chord didn't fail ya
Drink an' forget you're just a drunk
Stay pretty an' hope you die young
I'll miss the songs that you'll never write
You played so good, it made you go blind
No, oh
Captain Chaos,
Buried with my Telecaster
Captain Chaos,
Money chord didn't fail ya
They didn't
Oh, they didn`t
Oh, they didn`t
Everybody had you all wrong,
You're human underneath the God
You gave, like you were the Jesus
And you died for the same reason
No, oh
Captain Chaos,
Buried with my Telecaster
Captain Chaos,
Did everybody say they knew ya?
They didn't, you didn't
They didn't
Captain Chaos, hm hm
Jonesin' sweet, sweet desperation
Yeah
No, captain Chaos
No, captain Chaos
No, no
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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Gilby Clarke:
