Tonalité : F major
Verse 1
F
Fm
We don't mind the smell
F
and we're used to all the rats,
Bb
F
so damp that I just can't sleep.
It's like heaven and hell with
the whites and the blacks
Bb
F
and the trash just stays in the street.
Am
In our neighbourhood
Dm
we don't care for the rich
Am
Dm
and our councillor, he's the son of a
A
Dm
A time to stand and reach much higher
A
Dm
He was ten and I was almost eight
A
Dm
He called my friend a dirty liar
A
Dm
F
We put our footprints upon his grave
The middle class kid
walked with his nose up high
Bb
F
He was clean with his curly hair
Fm
F
Well, we cut his lip and he started to cry
Bb
His blood dripped everywhere
Dm
F
Am
In our neighbourhood
Dm
no one leads a gang
A
Am
We're the sort of boys
Dm
you won't understand
A
Dm
A time to stand and reach much higher
A
Dm
He was ten and I was almost eight
A
Dm
A
He called my friend a dirty liar
Dm
We put his footprints on his grave
A
F
But we dragged him down
to where the river
Bb
F
Meets the smelly drains in the wall
Bb
Well, he made no sound as we tied his feet
F
and he looks so sad and small
Am
In our neighborhood when it's
Dm
late late at night.
Am
You think it's a cat when a baby
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