Boyce Avenue

Boyce Avenue

The A Team
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G 
White lips, pale face, 
               Am   Em 
Breathing in snowflakes, 
              Am   Em            
Burnt lungs, sour taste. 
G 
Light's gone, day's end, 
              Am   Em 
Struggling to pay rent, 
              Am      G 
Long nights, strange men. 

Am7                             C 
And they say she's in the Class A Team, 
                G 
Stuck in her daydream, 
                    D                  Am7 
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems 
                  C 
Slowly sinking, wasting, 
                G 
Crumbling like pastries, 

And they scream, 
D 
The worst things in life come free to us, 
Em                       C        
Cos we're just under the upperhand, 
G 
And go mad for a couple of grams, 
Em                    C          G 
And she don't want to go outside tonight, 
       Em                       C 
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, 
    G 
Or sells love to another man, 
Em         C 
It's too cold outside, 
G              Em 
For angels to fly, 
D          Em  
Angels to fly, 

G 
Ripped gloves, raincoat, 
                  Am      Em 
Tried to swim and stay afloat, 
            Am    Em   
Dry house, wet clothes. 
G 
Loose change, bank notes, 
            Am      Em 
Weary-eyed, dry throat, 
           Am     G 
Call girl, no phone. 


Am7                             C 
And they say she's in the Class A Team, 
                G 
Stuck in her daydream, 
                    D                  Am7 
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems 
                  C 
Slowly sinking, wasting, 
                G 
Crumbling like pastries, 

And they scream, 
D 
The worst things in life come free to us, 
Em                       C        
Cos we're just under the upperhand, 
G 
And go mad for a couple of grams, 
Em                    C          G 
And she don't want to go outside tonight, 
       Em                       C 
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, 
    G 
Or sells love to another man, 
Em         C 
It's too cold outside, 
G              Em 
For angels to fly, 

Am7           C 
An angel will die. 

G            Am 
Covered in white, 
Em 
Closed eye, 
     C            G  
And hoping for a better life, 

Am                         C 
This time, we'll fade out tonight, 
G                   Em 
Straight down the line. 


Am C  G  Em 


Am7                             C 
And they say she's in the Class A Team, 
                G 
Stuck in her daydream, 
                    D                  Am7 
Been this way since 18, but lately her face seems 
                  C 
Slowly sinking, wasting, 
                G 
Crumbling like pastries, 

And they scream, 
D 
The worst things in life come free to us, 
Em                       C        
Cos we're just under the upperhand, 
G 
And go mad for a couple of grams, 
Em                    C          G 
And she don't want to go outside tonight, 
       Em                       C 
And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland, 
    G 
Or sells love to another man, 
Em         C 
It's too cold outside, 
G              Em     
For angels to fly,  C  Em  
D         Em        
Angels to fly,      C  Em 
C       Em         
To fly, fly, 
G        Em        C      Em 
Angels to fly, to fly, to fly, 
Em         G  
Angels to die.

Enviado por: Jovelino Correa

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