Slow Burn
David Bowie
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F Am Here shall we live in this terrible townF Where the price for our eyes shallAm squeeze them tight like a fistF And the walls shall have eyes andAm the doors shall have earsF But we'll dance in the dark andAm they'll play with our livesDm F Like a Slow Burn leading us on and on and onDm F Like a Slow Burn turning us round and round and roundBb Gm But who are we so small in times such as theseF Am Slow BurnF Am Slow BurnContinúa después del anuncioG O: F Am F AmF Oh, these are the days these areAm the strangest of allF These are the nights these are theAm darkest to fallF Am But who knows echoes in tenement hallsF Am Who knows though the years snare them allDm F Like a Slow Burn leading us on and on and onDm F Like a Slow Burn turning us round and round and upside downBb Gm There's fear over there there's fear over groundF Am Slow BurnF Am Slow BurnDm F Like a Slow Burn leading us on and on and onDm F Like a Slow Burn turning us round and round and roundBb Gm And here are we at the center of it allF Am Slow BurnF Am Slow BurnF Am Slow Burn