Five Miles High

B                      F#m
 Woodstock woman rides coach into Coachella
       C#m      E            B
Singing hold me closer, tiny dancer
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 She'll love you to death but wonders why she keeps on living
       C#m      E                  B       G#
Praying one day she might know the answer

B                          F#m             F#m7
 Broadway baby screaming, "Jesus won't you save me?"
    C#m            E           B
She barely makes a living as a drag queen
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 Practice her poses hoping someone will notice
    C#m            E                 B
She really hasn't loved herself much lately

[Chorus]
       F#
And it might be longer than you thought
            G#m N.C                   E      B
'Til you're five miles high and rolling in the Benjamin's
       F#
So you live your life losing sleep
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            G#m               E                   B
'Cause you just can't seem to find thе perfect sentiment
      G#m               D#                      F#                C#
And I might be wrong, I might die young, but it really seems to me
     E                Em           B
That maybe we're just living for a dream

[Solo]
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[Verse 2]
B                         F#m
 Manchester monster, he's smoother than Sinatra
         C#m          E                  B
Wants to party like a rockstar 'til he's dead
B                                 F#m
 Drives from town to town singing Wonderwall with the windows down
   C#m               E             B
He sees a life worth living in his head

[Chorus]
       F#
But it might be longer than you thought
            G#m N.C                   E      B
'Til you're five miles high and rolling in the Benjamin's
       F#
So you live your life losing sleep
            G#m               E                   B
'Cause you just can't seem to find the perfect sentiment
      G#m               D#                      F#                C#
And I might be wrong, I might die young, but it really seems to me
     E                G          E B
That maybe we're just living for a dream

[Solo]
A E G

[Chorus]
       F#
But it might be longer than you thought
            G#m N.C                   E      B
'Til you're five miles high and rolling in the Benjamin's
       F#
So you live your life losing sleep
            G#m               E                   B
'Cause you just can't seem to find the perfect sentiment
      G#m               D#                      F#                C#
And I might be wrong, I might die young, but it really seems to me
     E                G          E B
That maybe we're just living for a dream