Playing With Electric Trains: accordi di
Chris Difford
Chris Difford

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Tonalità: D major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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When I was crowned
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a mummy¹sboy
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by friends I didn¹t like
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I made a meal of trips to school
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upon my fathers bike
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and I used to sit between his legs,
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perched on a piece of wood
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and if it ever rained on us
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I slipped beneath his hood,
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at home the radio was on
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Œwall papered all those years,
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the world was such a simple place
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with music to my ears.
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From Ju lie
Verse 2
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An drews
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to Gerry Garcia
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life was all fun and games
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I was out of my head,
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and underneath my bed
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playing with elec tric trains.
Interlude 1
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Verse 3
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I met my friends at Sunday school
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and playing on the field,
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inside my bedroom there I found
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the fu ture was concealed
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my re cords stacked up in a pile,
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collected from the chart
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with pictures pinned up on the wall
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I found my beating heart,
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and at home the stereo was on
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my feet stomped the floor,
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a Fender willow cricket bat
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had left me want ing more.
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From Ju lie
Verse 4
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Andrews
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to Gerry Garcia
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life was all fun and games
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I was out of my head,
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and underneath my bed
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playing with elec tric trains.
Interlude 2
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Verse 5
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Kneeling with my torch light
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turning my transformer
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sleeping in my wet dreams
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with my eyeballs stuck in
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readers wife¹s,
pubic hairs were proudly
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counted everyday I woke
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manhood took me slowly
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down and down and down...
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Verse 6
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I chased the girls and made them cry
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my hair grew down my back
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the contents of my teenage years
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were spent down in the sack
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and I played guitar and formed a band,
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I pewked up all night long
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as people came to sit and stare
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while I raced through my song,
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at home there was sadly nothing on
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my childhood had to end,
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the Sound of Music passed me by
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just like the Grate ful Dead.
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Verse 7
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From Ju lie Andrews
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to Gerry Garcia
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life was all fun and games
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I was out of my head,
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and underneath my bed
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playing with electric trains.
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Verse 8
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From Ju lie Andrews
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to Gerry Garcia
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climbing in that photograph
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I can touch my stupid face
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I chose the road to here and now
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and this very special place
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where all I am is all I breath
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its a sober world I chase
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so I can fix these broken tracks,
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playing with electric trains.
Outro 1
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