Squeezing out Sparks

Intro A E D A E A It worked much better in a fantasy D A E Imagination's one thing that comes easy to me A E A Cause this is nothing else if not unreal D A E When I pretend to touch you, you pretend to feel CHORUS F#m D E A D E Passion is no ordinary

Riff over E D A E B A E D A D E G I try to pull my weight, study my geography A D It doesn't seem to get me anywhere G I hold a picture up, everybody thinks it's me A D I get a thrill out of tampering with the atmosphere Bm G Hey baby, I'm out of fav

Intro D Dsus4 D Dm D (4 times) A Bm A D Everybody just looks ugly now information don't compute A Bm I draw a blank every time I think E A The football crowd is going to give me a boot CHORUS D A E And Saturday night is dead Saturday night is dead G

Capo at 2 (intro D Em G Em D Em G G C So all of you be damned we can't have heaven crammed Am C D So Winston Churchill said I could have smacked his head Em G G C And all of those infected waiting to be collected Am C D I must get out at any price be

(This was originally on the OLGA - sorry I've lost the author credit) Intro- E A B E A B E B C#m Did they tear it out, with talons of steel G#m A And give you a shot, so that you wouldn't feel B E A B E And wash it away, as if it wasn't real B C#m It

Her heart is nearly breaking, the earth is nearly quaking The Tokyo's taxi's braking, it's screaming to a halt And there's nothing to hold on to when gravity betrays you And every kiss enslaves you-oo-oo She knows how hard her heart grows under the n

Sit by my window and look outside Wonder why a sun don't shine on me What's wrong with you, you stupid child? Don't you think that I'm the one you're waiting to see? Don't talk too much 'cause she falls for the soft touch Makes her feel everything is