Last Train

Em2     024000
Am7     x02013
D/F#    20023x
G       320033

Intro: Em2    Em2 Am7

Em2           Am7
Rain on the brain
        Em2 D/F#      Am7
Now there's flowers in your window
She oh she's so strange
I dont know anything about her

   G
If its all the same to you
       D/F#
Here's what im gonna do
     Em2
I'm gonna write a song
       Am7
Gonna sing it to everyone
        G
Then I'll sing it to you
       D/F#
'Cos it was you that wrote it too
   Em2
This could be the last train

Search, within yourself,
the feelings, everybody's got them
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You left me on the shelf
And now there no one to rely on

If its all the same to you
Here's what im gonna do
I'm gonna buy a gun
Gonna shoot everything, everyone
And them ill come for you
Cos it was you that drove me to...
This could be the last train

Bridge: Em2 Am7...Am7

Em2              Am7
Window, with a room
   Em2
In her hair and on her jacket
      Am7                     G
There's a picture in white of Che 
Guevara
 D/F#
As he sits beneath the tree,
  Em2
that's not important
  Am7
Well maybe he looked a bit like me

 G        D/F#           Am7
If you took all the little feelings 
in your heart
       G              D/F#        
And took all those little feelings
Am7
 all apart
 G      D/F#         Am7     Em2
Oh now what's the point in doing all
 of that?



To Giunga:

"Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus,
rumoresque senum severiorum
omnes unius aestimemus assis.
Da mi basia mille, deinde centum,
dein mille altera, dein secunda 
centum,
deinde usque altera mille, deinde 
centum;
dein cum milia multa facerimus,
conturbabimus illa, ne  sciamus,
aut ne quis malus invidere possit,
cum tantum sciat esse basiorum."

  -Catullus

Let's live, my Lesbia, and love each
 other
and less than one "assis" .
let's extime the rumors of the 
elderly .
Give me one thousand kisses and then
 one hundred,
so one thousand more and one hundred
 more,
then withuout stopping for a moment
one thousand more and one hundred 
more;
finally, after we have summed up the
 many thusands,
we will cheat on the total,
either because we don't want to know
 it,
or so that no one could enviously 
send us bad wishes
when he will know the amount of our 
kisses.