Tonalità: C major•
Verse 1
C
Em
Lost time.
Your temper rubato came
C
as a fucking surprise.
One, two, one, two, three.
F
What?
And what are you getting me turned?
You get nothing, nothing,
nothing but a heartache
C
A heartache, a heartache,
sadness and misery
And a bad time once in a while,
you try to give them a bath,
they don't want it
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And a bad time another time,
you're doing something you want
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to do and they don't want it
And that's all they want to know
about it is what they want
Bless their hearts
Children, kids, phooey
But bless their little hearts,
cause they're really made out of gold
I'd sell them on the open marketplace
so I could make a fortune
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And I'm talking about kids, kids
They don't know what
they're doing
Someday they'll lead you to ruins
C
Children, they cry at you
when you're young
They yell at you when you're old
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Gm
They borrow from you when
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you're middle -aged
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And they leave you alone to die
Children, children, kids
They're smaller versions of us, you know
And I'm not so crazy about
me in the first place
Why do I want to be one of them?
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Sure, they're soft, they're cuddly
They're friendly when they want to be
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They know how to smile
and give what they want
And that's not enough
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if you know what I mean
Kids, phooey, phooey
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Kids, phooey on all of them
My greatest hope in life is that someday
One of them might grow up
and then they could get married
Just so they can leave home, you know?
The only way you can get
them to stay away
And leave you alone
F
Children? Ask me about them
They're okay for some people
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But some people's children
Children? They're disobedient,
you know?
Never eat their spinach
When you ask them
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I'm through with children,
Gm
I'm through with kids
G
C
Ain't nothing I'm gonna do about it
Try to feed them one
at three in the morning
And you'll see what I mean,
if you know what I mean
They're just children
I think that's why
I don't like them very much anymore
And here's why
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You see, you pour your heart out to them
And when you get them in turn,
you get ruined
Ruined, ruined!
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They give me everything they want
Give me a lot of toys,
give me a lot of noise
But when you get them in turn,
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C
you get a lot of noise
Kids, they make you dizzy
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Children, children
Busted little hearts
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The only thing they're good for
is half fare on an airline.
G
C
This is Smoke and Air 11.
F
C
Okay.
Thank you very much.
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