2 acessos
A E7 They took me down the grading station A E7 And they classified me zed A E7 'Cause of over population B7 A7 E7 They told me that I would soon be dead A E7 But I slipped out of the force field A E7 And hid beneath the monorail A E7 But the automatic blood hounds B7 A7 E7 Lord, they're soon hot along my trail A E7 Now if I had been a scholar A E7 With computer working hard A E7 Then my molecular structure B7 A7 E7 Would not be on the grader's card A E7 So, I know that they will get me A E7 Put my index in the brain A E7 Then, the atoms of my body B7 A7 E7 Will be disposed of, Lordy, down the drain A E7 They took me down the grading station A E7 And they classified me zed A E7 'Cause of over population B7 A7 E7 They told me that I would soon be dead