One Hundred Years
The Cure
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A G D F It doesn’t matter if we all dieA G D F Ambition in the back of a black carA G D F In a high building there is so much to doA Going home timeG D F A story on the radioA G Something small falls out of your mouthD F And we laughA G A prayer for something betterD A prayerF For something betterA Please love meG Meet my motherD F But the fear takes holdA G Creeping up the stairs in the darkD F Waiting for the death blowA G Waiting for the death blowD F Waiting for the death blowA G D F Stroking your hair as the patriots are shotA G D F Fighting for freedom on televisionA G D F Sharing the world with slaughtered pigsContinúa después del anuncioA G Have we got everything?D F She struggles to get away . . .A The painG And the creeping feelingD F A little black haired girlA Waiting for SaturdayG D F The death of her father pushing herA G D F Pushing her white face into the mirrorA Aching inside meG And turn me roundD Just like the old daysF Just like the old daysA G Just like the old daysD F Just like the old daysA Caressing an old manG D F And painting a lifeless faceA G D F Just a piece of new meat in a clean roomA G D F The soldiers close in under a yellow moonA All shadows and deliveranceG Under a black flagD A hundred years of bloodF CrimsonA The ribbon tightens round my throatG I open my mouthD F And my head bursts openA G A sound like a tiger thrashing in the waterD F Thrashing in the waterA Over and overG D F We die one after the otherA Over and overG D F We die one after the otherA G One after the otherD F One after the otherA G One after the otherD F One after the otherA G D F It feels like a hundred yearsA A hundred yearsG A hundred yearsD A hundred yearsF A hundred yearsA G D F One hundred years
Composición: Laurence Tolhurst, Simon Gallup y Robert Smith
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