Wilted Daisies

C                            F - 
Pretty, pretty wilted daisies all in
C
 a row
C                G               
on the top of Mount Vernon in the
    C
 dirty snow
C                    F           
where the shadow sings of 
   C
sunshine like a dying crow
C                    G           
pretty, pretty wilted dasies all 
           C
in a row

C                            F - 
You're waving high into the night 
C
time of a New York street
C                G               
Your newly painted yellow taxi 
    C
has dirty seats
C                    F    
You're racing quick into the 
          C
nightclub, so that you can see
C                    G   
The same old sick and sadly 
                   C
strangers always seem to meet

F                 G             
Cuz it's a long way to and a short 
Am
ride from the top
F                 G             
it's a rotten middle finger and the 
Am
cancer will not stop
F                 G             
it's a long way to and a short ride 
Am
from the top
F                            G
your hand begins to slip or they cut
                   C  F - C
either way you drop

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C                                 
Your small apartment is a mess but
   F - C
 you don't seem to care
C            G                   
the dirty dishes in the corner go
    C
 with the broken chair
C             F                  
Higher grows the stack of bills 
     C
that calmly declare
C             G                  
if you don't pay within a week 
     C
then your shit is theirs

C                           
You go to work Monday through 
      F - C
Sunday, open to close
C               G                
the seven dollars that they pay, 
       C
son, is good as a broken nose
C                F               
when no one's watchin' you pull 
        C
your pants down and touch your toes
C                G               
your undercut n' your exploited 
        C
but that's how the country grows

F                 G             
Cuz it's a long way to and a short 
Am
ride to the top
F                 G             
it's a rotten middle finger and the 
Am
cancer will not stop
F                 G             
it's a long way to and a short ride 
Am
from the top
F                              G
your hand begins to slip or cut
          Am
either way you take what they have 
stolen
F
or you try to break what can't be 
broken
            C
you can speak what you believe
G
but every thought comes preconceived
        Am
you try to wash your hands of this
F
clear your conscience and dismiss
C
pretend our problems don't exist
G
we're takin' aspirin for a broken 
wrist
F          G           Am
cuz it's a long, long way to the top
F          G          Am
it's a rotten middle finger but the 
cancer will not stop
F            G        Am
it's a long, long way to the top
F             G
your hand begins to slip or cut
        Am F C G
either way we