The Last MorningDr Hook
This is the [D]last morning that I wake up in this dirty city
Looking for the sunshine as the [A]buildings block the skies
This is the [A]last morning that I wash in rusty water
Trying to shave a face that I don't [D]even recognise
[D]Down the hallway rats are skittering, I can smell the garbage rotting
Hear the children crying in an a[G]partment down below
This is the [D]last morning, that I'm [A]gonna have to listen to it
I'm going [D]home, yeah
This is the [D]last morning, that I try to breath the heavy air
Fight the crowds, avoid the traffic, [A]watch the world turn grey
This is the [A]last morning that I drink my coffee standing up
Smile and speak to strangers who just [D]turn and walk away
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This is a [D]tough cold city here, and I'll guess I'll never cut it here
And I'm so tired of trying to stand a[G]gainst it all alone
This is the [D]last morning, that I'm [A]gonna have to fight it
I'm going [D]home, yeah
This is the [D]last morning that I wear these greasy overalls
Punch the clock and do just what I'm [A]told to get along
And face the [A]long evening, laying close beside my radio
Imagining the kisses of the [D]girl that sings the song
[D]Down below the subway's screaming, as I lay here halfway dreaming
Looking at the ceiling, wondering [G]where, the dream went wrong (where, where)
This is the [D]last morning, that I'm [A]gonna have to think about it
I'm going [D]home
I'm going [D]home, I'm going home, I'm going home
This is the [D]last morning that I wake up in this dirty city
Looking for the sunshine as the [A]buildings block the skies
This is the [A]last morning that I wash in rusty water
Trying to shave a face that I don't [D]even recognise
[D]Down the hallway rats are skittering, I can smell the garbage rotting
Hear the children crying in an a[G]partment down below
This is the [D]last morning, that I'm [A]gonna have to listen to it
I'm going [D]home, yeah
This is the [D]last morning, that I try to breath the heavy air
Fight the crowds, avoid the traffic, [A]watch the world turn grey
This is the [A]last morning that I drink my coffee standing up
Smile and speak to strangers who just [D]turn and walk away
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This is a [D]tough cold city here, and I'll guess I'll never cut it here
And I'm so tired of trying to stand a[G]gainst it all alone
This is the [D]last morning, that I'm [A]gonna have to fight it
I'm going [D]home, yeah
This is the [D]last morning that I wear these greasy overalls
Punch the clock and do just what I'm [A]told to get along
And face the [A]long evening, laying close beside my radio
Imagining the kisses of the [D]girl that sings the song
[D]Down below the subway's screaming, as I lay here halfway dreaming
Looking at the ceiling, wondering [G]where, the dream went wrong (where, where)
This is the [D]last morning, that I'm [A]gonna have to think about it
I'm going [D]home
I'm going [D]home, I'm going home, I'm going home