C        Am7   Dm       C       G4          Am7   
E|--------------0-1------1-0-----0--------------------------|
B|-----1----1-3--------3-------1--1h3-----3--0-1-3----------|
G|------0-------0----2-------0--------0---------------------|
D|---2------2-3---0---------------------0----0-2-3----------|
A|-3-----------------------3--------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------3------------------------|

   C      Em7    Am         Am7    Dm       C      G4
E|-0----0---0-------------------0--1-----1--0----0----------|
B|-----1--3---3--0h1-----1--1-3--------3--------1--1h3-----3|
G|---0---------------2----------0----2--------0--------0----|
D|----------0----2-----2----2-3----0---------------------0--|
A|-3------2---2-----------------------------3---------------|
E|-------------------------------------------------3--------|
 
   C        G
E|----------------------------------------------------------|
B|-0h1---0--0------0----------------------------------------|
G|----0--------0-0------------------------------------------|
D|------0-----0-0-------------------------------------------|
A|----------------------------------------------------------|
E|-3--------3------3----------------------------------------|
 
           Am                     F7M
Well grey clouds wraped round the town like elastic
 G                            C         Em7
Cars stood like toys made of Taiwanese plastic
    Am                          F7M                G    G4    G
The boy laughed at the spastic dancing around in the rain
       Am                               F7M
While laundrettes cleaned clothes, high heals rub toes
 G                          C        Em7
Puddles splashed huddles of bus stop crows
  Am                             F7M                        
Dressed in their suits and their boots well they all 
         G    G4    G
look the same
 
   F                       G                   C            Em7         
I took myself down to the cafe to find all the boys lost in books 
      Am      G
and crackling vinyl
     F                 G                     C    C7  C  C7
And carved out a poem above the urinal that read
            F
Don't you cry for the lost
  G
Smile for the living
 C           Em7       Am               G
Get what you need and give what you're given
 F                        G
Life's for the living so live it
                      Am
Or you're better off dead
 
( Dm  C  G  C  Em7  Am )
( Dm  C  G  G4  G )
 
          Am                      F7M
While the evening pulled the moon out of it's packet
  G                            C          Em7
Stars shone like buttons on an old man's jacket
    Am                   F7M                         G    G4    G
We needed a nail but we tacked it 'til it fell of the wall
       Am                              F7M
While pigeon's pecked trains, sparks flew like planes
     G                            C       Em7
The rain showed the rainbows in the oil stains
       Am                       F7M                G    G4    G
And we all had new iPhones but no one had no one to call
 
    F                       G
And I stumbled down to the stomach of the town
           C           Em7     Am          G
Where the widow takes memories to slowly drown
        F                     G                   C    C7  C  C7
With a hand to the sky and a mist in her eye she said
            F
Don't you cry for the lost
  G
Smile for the living
 C           Em7       Am               G
Get what you need and give what you're given
 F                        G
Life's for the living so live it
                      Am
Or you're better off dead
 
( Em  F  C  Em7  Am )
( Em  G  G4  G )
 
          Am                       F7M
Well I'm sick of this town, this blind man's forage
      G                          C             Em7
They take your dreams down and stick them in storage
         Am                             F7M                      
You can have them back son when you've paid off 
                   G    G4    G
your mortgage and loans
    Am                           F7M
Oh hell with this place, I'll go it my own way
       G                        C             Em7
I'll stick out my thumb and I trudge down the highway
 Am                     F7M         G    G4    G
Someday someone must be going my way home
 
          F                        G
Till then I'll make my bed from a disused car
        C           Em7           Am         G
With a mattress of leaves and a blanket of stars
           F                       G                         C    C7  C  C7
And I'll stitch the words into my heart with a needle and thread
            F
Don't you cry for the lost
  G
Smile for the living
 C           Em7       Am               G
Get what you need and give what you're given
          F                        G
You know life's for the living so live it
                      C    C7  C  C7
Or you're better off dead
 
            F 
Don't you cry for the lost
  G
Smile for the living
 C           Em7       Am               G
Get what you need and give what you're given
 F                        G
Life's for the living so live it
                       C
Or you're better off dead