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From "The Blue Hysteria"
By Dave Bidini
Transcribed by Tim Allard

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When we were kids we ran like INTERPOL.
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I killed a copper with a puck of coal.
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Put a rock through a saint, made a stained-glass hole.
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In the back of the class, we giggled, sniffing rush.
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The best of friends, we rode the Islington bus.
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Your gum was sweet but the chewing was tough.
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I got drunk, I threw up on gin I mixed with orange stuff.

G#m                 F#m
This dream we call familiar
        E                     Am
Is like death in golden wraps.
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Now if that's true and we
E                A
both know that,

A            B
I'm sorry if I said you were...

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Bye bye, Mr. No One.
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Bye bye, Mr. Woebegone.

B5                      A5
Hey! I don't even know who you are.
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G                                   A
I don't even know why I came.
I can't remember your name.


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