Sweet Suburban Sky

Em D G
Am G D
G  D Em


This is just a ROUGH guide, he 
actually plays it a little different
 each time around,
(and i cant be bothered typing that 
up) leaving out the bracketed notes,
different plucking rythm, etc. The 
general gist of it is here though.

Capo 3

E|--------------------------------
B|------------------------(3)-----
G|--0-------0----2-------2-----4--
D|--------------------------------
A|--------------------------------
E|--0----0-------2----2--------3--

E|--]-------------------------------
B|--]-------------------------------
G|--]-----4-----4-----4-------4-----
D|--]-------------------------------
A|--]-------------------------------
E|--]--3-----3-----3--3----3-----3--

E|--------| 
B|--------| 
G|4-------| 
D|--------| 
A|--------| 
E|---3----| 


E|--------------------------------
B|-(5)--(5)-------------(3)-------
G|--5-----5----------4----4-------
D|--------------------------------
A|--------------------------------
E|--5-------5-------3--------3----

E|-------------------------| 
B|---0------------0--------| 
G|2----2-------2-----2-----| 
D|-------------------------| 
A|-------------------------| 
E|2-------2----2--------2--| 


E|-------------------------------
B|-----3-----------3-------------
G|--3----4------2----2--------0--
D|-------------------------------
A|-------------------------------
E|--3------3----2------2------0--

E|----------------------| 
B|----------------------| 
G|--0------0-------0----| 
D|-2------2-------2-----| 
A|2----0h2-----0h2------| 
E|-----0-------0--------| 



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1 Sweet suburban sky,
2 gonna miss you if you burn now,
3 Curse you, when it's our turn,

1 so come now wash your face,
2 Well in water's full of grace 
yeah,
3 'cause only time will tell,

1 When you'll be willing to sell,
2 your body for one precious taste, 
(pitch up)
3 then all is left to waste,


1 Sweet suburban sky........

1 Doctor feels the pain,
2 well that caused the sickening 
rain yea,
3 But you continue to compromise,

1 there won't be no alibis,
2 When there's no water to wash the 
burning sun, (pitch up)
3 from your eyes,

1 Sweet suburban sky......
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1 So when you finally taste,
2 well all of the waste yeah now,
3 Sign of the time,

1 you won't even call it a crime,
2 The water's coming round again, 
(pitch up)
3 maybe you'll be gone by then

1 But they won't thank our 
generation,
2 well For the ignorant inclination,
3 cause when there's nowhere left to
 hide,