No Resurrection

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[Verse I]
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Young  boy lying in the busy street
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The medics are trying to get his 
heart to beat
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Looking for a pulse or a vital life 
sign
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Give it up boys, you're wasting your
 time
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This kid has been on his last jag 
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so zip him up in a body-bag and 
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take him away
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There will be no resurrection on 
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this city street today


[Chorus]
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Oooooooh, life... Life.


[Verse II]
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Take him down to the mortuary tie a 
tag on his toe
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Write across the tag: "John Doe"
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Fold his arm across his chest zip 
him back in his bag
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Put him with the rest of the other 
dead kids who have no names
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Waiting in the cold steel boxes to
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 be claimed by loved ones tears
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How many hopes and dreams have 
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ended here?


[Chorus]
C7        Bb7     F
Oooooooh, life... Life.


[Standard blues interlude]


[Verse III]
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Barry and Joan have no tears left
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Through the bitter years, have all 
been wept
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Watching the son slowly lose his 
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soul to the devil he road but 
couldn't control
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And when he'd stolen all they had to
 give
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Their trust, their pride, their 
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money and love then he was gone
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Not a day goes by that they don't 
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pray that the boy comes home


[Chorus]
C7        Bb7     F
Oooooooh, life... Life.


[Verse IV]
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Young  boy lying in the busy street
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The medics are trying to get his 
heart to beat
Bb7
Looking for a pulse or a vital life 
sign
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Give it up boys, you're wasting your
 time
C7                                
This kid has been on his last jag 
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so zip him up in a body-bag and 
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take him away
              C               
There will be no resurrection on 
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this city street today



[Chorus]
C7        Bb7     F
Oooooooh, life... Life.