Em G D C (X 2) Em G D Ain’t it just like the old days C Wait and see how the hand plays Em G D Living our second hand clichés C Ain’t it just like the old days D C You are what you eat D C You’ll become digested D C Well love, it isn’t felt D C No love is tested Em D C You will keep for-e-ver Em D C I’ll bury you like treasure Em G D C (X 2) Em G D We gotta get friends in high places C Hide behind their plastic faces Em G D Rip up the flag and replace it C Dance with our friends in high places D C You are what you eat D C You’ll become digested D C Well love, it isn’t felt D C No love is tested Em D C You will keep for-e-ver Em D C I’ll bury you like treasure Em D C You will keep for-e-ver Em D C Am
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