1955

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N.C.
You know when you're doing a song 
about a small town
N.C.                                
                          F
You gotta start it with a cliche, 
you know what I'm sayin' like


[Verse]

       C
Time moves a little slower here
      G                       Am
The paint peels 'cause the summers 
here are so severe
  F                     C
And we're nowhere near no where you 
would know of
  G                      Am
Locals here pride, they show up just
 to show off
F                         C
Four men take a load off, just to 
watch the day go by
G                          Am
Philosophizing with their friends 
like they're Plato
    F                        C
They prophecize on the bench by the 
main road, right
 G                          Am
They got advice; I'm like 'Ayo, if 
you say so guys'
F                      C
But what do they know, Fox News got 
'em lit
G                               
They're shockers, fundamentalists, 
Am
the new communists
F                              C
A girl with a shopping list, clutch 
her handbag close
G                             Am
I'm like "damn man" then it's all 
backhands, jokes
F                             C
'Cause I'm a gentlemen, but then 
again most of are
G                             Am
First name basis in the bank, the 
post-office, the bar
F                             C  
The grocery, parks, hey lady I 
                     G
ain't tryna grab your pension
Am
The old men on the bench hum


[Instrumental]

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[Tom Thum]

N.C.
"Direct from the transistor radio in
 your lounge room.It's the 
entertainment that the whole family 
can enjoy."
N.C.
"Well I say looking slick will do 
the trick so try Barry's Brylcreem 
cream today!"


[Chorus]

Am
Well lets go
F                           
We're living in the days when 
  C
everybody sayin'
G                     Am
"What a time to be alive"
F                           C
But I'm feeling out of place like I 
live in outer space
G                      Am
'Cause it seems I'm stuck in time
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F                       C
It's like we ride through life
G                          Am
Right in the shadow of the cold war
            F            C
It gets so quiet at night
     G                             
Like martial law took a hold of 
Am                    F
'55.


[Verse]

      C
Time moves a little slower here
  G                                
A day feels like a week, a weekend 
 Am
feels like it could go a year
F                       C
And we're nowhere near nothing, man 
it's so true
G                                 
I don't tell 'em where I'm from, I
  Am
 tell 'em where I'm close to
F                         C      
And I can go through an Atlas and
               G
 show you on a map but
                 Am             
You'd still look me sideways and 
                       F
treat me like I'm backwards
                       C
But that's just fine, it so happens 
I'm
G                          Am
Happy living in a city that is 
trapped in time
F                       C
While you're lined up in traffic I'm
G                          Am
Not panicked 'bout transit, I'm back
 in time
F                      C
For a TV dinner and an early night
  G                                
'Cause we get dressed to travel, 
Am
got an early flight
F                               C
Been doing laps of the earth while 
doing laps of the sun
G                                 
Tryna put where I'm at on the map 
Am
'cause where I'm from
F                                
Would never get a mention, but all 
C
that and then some
G                          Am
Once again the old men on the bench 
hum


[Instrumental]

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F  C  G


[Tom Thum]

N.C.
"And across the country they came in
 waves. Thousands upon thousands of 
flying discs
N.C.
descending from the planet Mars."
N.C.
"For the closest shave try a 
Wilson's razor today."


[Chorus]

Am
Well lets go
F                           
We're living in the days when 
  C
everybody sayin'
G                     Am
"What a time to be alive"
F                           C
But I'm feeling out of place like I 
live in outer space
G                      Am
'Cause it seems I'm stuck in time
F                       C
It's like we ride through life
G                          Am
Right in the shadow of the cold war
            F            C
It gets so quiet at night
     G                             
Like martial law took a hold of 
Am                    F
'55.


[Montaigne]

F                 C
Where I go, where I go
                    G    Am
This will always be home, no matter
F                 C
Where I go, where I go
                    G    Am
This will always be home, no matter
F                 C
Where I go, where I go
                    G    Am
This will always be home, no matter
F                  C
Where I go, where I go
                  G      Am
This will always be home


[Instrumental]

F  C  G Am
F  C  G


[Tom Thum:]

N.C.
"If you can't beat the summer heat 
then what you need is a Wordell's. 
Wordell
N.C.
Refrigerators: the cooler choice."
N.C.
"The dieting revolution taking the 
world by storm."


[Montaigne & Suffa]

Am
Well lets go
F                           
We're living in the days when 
  C
everybody sayin'
G                     Am
"What a time to be alive"
F                           C
But I'm feeling out of place like I 
live in outer space
G                      Am
'Cause it seems I'm stuck in time
F                       C
It's like we ride through life
G                          Am
Right in the shadow of the cold war
            F            C
It gets so quiet at night
     G                             
Like martial law took a hold of 
Am                    F
'55.