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F#m E A
Your star is descending
G#m
Round here blindly
F#m E
Tell your dancing daughter
A G#m
That there's no room on the wing
F#m E
We can bitch
A
but it ain't tinsel town
G#m
Hey! Starchild
F#m E
Can't dance
A G#m
Left out on a useless limb
A B E
This party will start
C#m
To drag you down
A B
Slap your face
E G#
And pull your hair
F#m A F#m A
Bailed out, bailed out
F#m A H A
Bailed out, this skin is shed
D E D E
Bailed out, bailed out
D E C#m Hm
Bailed out, this thing is dead
F#m E
I was in traction
A
started off smiling
G#m
Couldn't help laughing
F#m E
I was astounded when
A G#m
They caught you unaware
F#m E
And some missionary said
A
That this week we've got to shoot
G#m
All the dancing girls
F#m E
And then replace them
A G#m
With satellites instead
A B E
This party will start
C#m
To drag you down
A B
Slap your face
E G#
And pull your hair
F#m A F#m A
Bailed out, bailed out
F#m A H A
Bailed out, this skin is shed
D E D E
Bailed out, bailed out
D E C#m Hm
Bailed out, this thing is dead
E F#m
Like to see something change
A D C#m
Around here, around there, around here
D E A
This party will start
F#m
To drag you down
D E
Slap your face
A G#
And pull your hair
F#m A F#m A
Bailed out, bailed out
F#m A H A
Bailed out, this skin is shed
D E D E
Bailed out, bailed out
D E C#m Hm
Bailed out, this thing is dead
F#m
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