David Bowie

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E
Day after day
They send my friends away
To mansions cold and grey
        F
To the far side of town
           Dm                   Em
Where the thin men stalk the streets
           F               E
While the sane stay underground

Day after day
They tell me I can go
They tell me I can blow
To the far side of town
Where it's pointless to be high
Because it's such a long way down

E
So I tell them that
                          Dm               F
I can fly, I will scream, I will break my arm
Dm            E
I will do me harm
                             Dm            F
Here I stand, foot in hand, talking to my wall
    Dm                 E
I'm not quite right at all, am I?

 F                         G
Don't set me free, I'm as heavy as can be
         F                    E
Just my librium and me and my EST makes three

Chorus:
E           A                    E
'Cause I'd rather stay here with all the madmen
     F#m              A               C#
Than perish with the sadmen roaming free
         A                    E
And I'd rather play here with all the madmen
         F#m                  A              Bm
For I'm quite content they're all as sane as me

Day after day
They take some brain away
Then turn my face around
To the far side of town
And tell me that it's real
Then ask me how I feel

Here I stand, foot in hand, talking to my wall
I'm not quite right at all

Don't set me free, I'm as helpless as can be
My libido's split on me, gimme some good 'ole lobotomy

chorus

A                 F#m
Zane, zane, zane, ouvre le chien
Bm               G
Zane, zane, zane ouvre le chien