7Th Avenue Static

D

[Verse 1]
D                                 
Well they crowned me with thorns 
      C
on the day I was born
       G                   D
By the light of a cold television
D                             C
And I remember the bars on his 
uniform
      G                        
As he marched from the field of 
 D
vision


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[Verse 2]
D                                 
When he didn't come home,  it was 
C
just us alone
    G                      D
The brat and the widowed civilian
D                          C
Then one April night after Ma took 
her life
  G                        D
I fell down the street to oblivion


[Chorus 1]
      G             F              
And I took what the dumpsters were 
D
giving
    G        F          D
And I did my best to survive
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          G            F          
'Cause I figured that life's for 
   D
the living
               A
While you're alive
               D
While you're alive


[Verse 3]
D                         C
Bring out the gin and the small 
violins
      G                   D
I'm a raging success as a failure
D                                 
And it's colder than hell in this 
C
cardboard hotel
        G                   
Which I share with a chronic 
   D
embezzler


[Verse 4]
D                         C
So I beat my retreat down Collister 
Street
   G              D
To one of my holy places
D                              C
And they tangled my wings with wire 
and string
        G                          
But I'm spinning in a whirlpool of 
D
faces


[Chorus 2]
         G             F          
And I'll take what the dumpsters 
    D
are giving
    G          F       D
And I'll do my best to survive
         G                F       
'Cause I still think that life's 
       D
for the living
      G                F          
Yes I still think that life's for 
    Bb   G
the li---ving


[Instrumental Build]
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[Chorus 3]
         G             F          
And I'll take what the dumpsters 
  D
are giving
         G          F            
And I'll pray every night to St. 
D
Giles
      G                F          
But I still think that life's for 
    D
the living
               A
At least for a while
               D
At least for a while

[Otro]
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