15 acessos
Em A Am
Please trip them gently, they don't like to fall
Em F
Oh by jingo
Em A Am
There's no room for anger, we're all very small
Em F
Oh by jingo
C G E
We're painting our faces and dressing in thoughts from the skies
Am Am7/G
From paradise
D7 Em
They think that we're holding a secretive ball
F
Won't someone invite them
G Am Am7/G Am/F# Am/F
They're just smaller children, that's all, after all
Em A Am
Man is an obstacle, sad as the clown
Em F
Oh by jingo
Em A Am
So hold on to nothing and he won't let you down
Em F
Oh by jingo
C G E
Some people are marching together and some on their own
Am Am7/G
Quite alone
D7 Em
Others are running, the smaller ones crawl
F G
But some sit in silence, they're just older children
Am Am7/G Am/F# Am/F
That's all, after all
Interlúdio
F#m B Bm F#m G 2X
C G E/G#
I sing with impertinence, shading impermanent chords
Am Am7/G
With my words
D7 Em
I've borrowed your time and I'm sorry I called
F G
But the thought just occurred that we're nobody's children
Am Am7/G Am/F# Am/F
at all after all
Em A Am
Live till your rebirth and do what you will
Em F
Oh by jingo
Em A Am
Forget all I said, please bear me no ill
Em F
Oh by jingo
Em A Am Em F
Em A Am
After all
Em A Am
After all
E A Am E