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| Boy On A String |
| by: Jars Of Clay |
| CD: Jars Of Clay |
| from: swest@teleport.com (Jay Mallison) |
| edited by: exarkun@interserv.com (Brian Kurtyka) |
| copyright: Brentwood Music |
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INTRO: Am C G (x5)
VERSE 1:
[Am]The mario[C]nette has your [G]number
It pullin your [Am]arms and legs till you [C]can't stand on your [G]own
Dragging your [Am]conscience on the [C]stage and you [G]heart gets rearranged
And you [Am]cannot tell your [C]mentor from your [G]maker
[Am]Look at the [C]crowds bleeding with [G]laughter
Over the [Am]way you enter[C]tain at beckon [G]call
They don't [Am]see behind the [C]lights [G]or the painted background
[Am]They just like [C]to see you [G]fall
CHORUS:
[C] [Am] But you [C]don't really [G]mind
[C] [Am] Cause you're [C]just wasting [G]time
[C] [Am] You can't [C]feel any[G]thing
Just a [C]boy [Am]on [C]a [G]string
VERSE 2:
[Am]I feel a [C]sadness like [G]Gapetto
Watching the [Am]life that he [C]created run a[G]way,
Seeing the [Am]puppeteer's in[C]trusion and [G]holding the remains
Of [Am]puppets that had [C]rotted a[G]way
[Am]One day the [C]curtain will not [G]open
And all of the [Am]crowds will [C]go a[G]way
[Am]Someday those [C]strings will [G]choke you
[Am]But un[C]til that [G]day
CHORUS
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| Boy On A String |
| by: Jars Of Clay |
| CD: Jars Of Clay |
| from: swest@teleport.com (Jay Mallison) |
| edited by: exarkun@interserv.com (Brian Kurtyka) |
| copyright: Brentwood Music |
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INTRO: Am C G (x5)
VERSE 1:
[Am]The mario[C]nette has your [G]number
It pullin your [Am]arms and legs till you [C]can't stand on your [G]own
Dragging your [Am]conscience on the [C]stage and you [G]heart gets rearranged
And you [Am]cannot tell your [C]mentor from your [G]maker
[Am]Look at the [C]crowds bleeding with [G]laughter
Over the [Am]way you enter[C]tain at beckon [G]call
They don't [Am]see behind the [C]lights [G]or the painted background
[Am]They just like [C]to see you [G]fall
CHORUS:
[C] [Am] But you [C]don't really [G]mind
[C] [Am] Cause you're [C]just wasting [G]time
[C] [Am] You can't [C]feel any[G]thing
Just a [C]boy [Am]on [C]a [G]string
VERSE 2:
[Am]I feel a [C]sadness like [G]Gapetto
Watching the [Am]life that he [C]created run a[G]way,
Seeing the [Am]puppeteer's in[C]trusion and [G]holding the remains
Of [Am]puppets that had [C]rotted a[G]way
[Am]One day the [C]curtain will not [G]open
And all of the [Am]crowds will [C]go a[G]way
[Am]Someday those [C]strings will [G]choke you
[Am]But un[C]til that [G]day
CHORUS
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