Laughing Stock

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        G        F               D
Here we are, our hands are all untied.
     F                D
We'd rather walk than ride.
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Then ride and ride, and ride, ride, ride.
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Ride and ride, and ride.

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          G           F                D
There you stand, your eyes are in your head.
    F                     D
You should have stayed in bed.
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Oh, Fred, in bed and ride, ride, ride.
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Fred in bed and ride.

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C
          G              F
I keep on tellin' myself
              Am           F
everything is gonna change
            Am               F
when I find someone to blame
               D                E
and the people that I see won't
       G
bother me.

C
          G             F
I keep on hidin' myself
          Am         F
away from everything,
                Am             F
what a thing to fix your brain.
           D                E
I guess, I want to be where
         G
it don't follow me.

C
         G           F       G    C
I keep on playin' my drums, ¡hey!
         G           F                               G    C
I keep on singin' my songs (I just got out my little red).
         G              D                       C          D
I keep on doin' all the things that I shouldn't have to do.

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C
         G                  F
I keep on buildin' my hopes
             Am               F
and you keep tearin' 'em down.
             Am              F
What is this foolin' around?
          D                E
Are we supposed to be like
     G
history?

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C
         G           F            G    C
I keep on playin' my drums, drums
         G           F          G     C
I keep on singin' my songs, oh yeah!
         G              D                       C          D
I keep on doin' all the things that I shouldn't have to do

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