2 acessos
C G Am Your pussy's glued to a building on fire F Em Dm I paint my mind just cuz I'm alive G C And if you see me roaming the hillside G Am Won't you come along? Bb Dm You paint your eyes Bb Dm Mine are in the sky Am C Bb Dm No worldly word I could say would be golden Am C Bb The smile on my face isn't always real A Bb But the way you feel make me feel is all that's C really real F A Dm Bb You little duck house ( F A Dm Bb )