D
C
Bb
G
White Stones, Queens 1974
D
C
Bb
G
Fathers talking shit motherfucker slam the door
D
C
Bb
G
Hittin' the streets runnin' can I take it any more
F
A
In the reins of the trains I cuddle on the floor
D
C
Bb
G
Well the park bench, door and sleeping here for free
D
C
Bb
G
Little kids sitting in the shooting gallery
D
C
Bb
G
Set yourself up from innocence to misery
F
A
Oh if this is what you want not the way of what they fucking
CHORUS:
D
C
Say (say) Yeah (yeah)
G
A
D
C
Hangin out with Sid yet again in the USA-A
G
A
Sidney Sidney in the USA
BRIDGE
D
C
Bb
G
But a life runs low when you got no where to go
D
C
Bb
G
What the fuck happens to your soul when your low
D
C
Bb
G
Is he comin' over is he comin' home
F
A
Oh momma's disappointed waiting by the phone
D
C
Yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah)
G
A
D
C
Hangin out with Sid yet again in the USA-A
G
A
Sidney Sidney in the USA
BRIDGE
C
G
F
A
C
G
F
A
VERSE
D
C
Bb
G
Same fuckin' shit 1998
D
C
Bb
G
Lifting bait, and motherfuckers that he hates
D
C
Bb
G
Hit some fucking people by the Kennedy strait
F
A
Who's got the bag gonna seal his fate?
D
C
Bb
G
Well the park bench, door sleeping here for free
D
C
Bb
G
Little kids sitting in the shooting gallery
D
C
Bb
G
Set yourself up for manifested misery
F
A
Well this is what you want not the way they fucking
D
C
Say (say) Yeah (yeah)
G
A
D
C
Hangin out with Sid yet again in the USA-A
G
A
Sidney Sidney in the USA
D
C
Bb
G
D
Guitar 2 does this alot though verses
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