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Great Suburban Showdown Chords

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G                Am
Flyin' east on a plane...
       Bm/G                C
Drinkin' all that free champagne
G                 D               C              A D
Guess I saw this comin' down the line...
  G                      Am
And I know it should be fun, but
 Bm/G                          C
I think I should have packed my gun,
         G             D            C
Got that old suburban showdown in my mind.


G           Em -         
----I've Been Gone for a while,
             Bm
made some changes in my style
          C                G     F        -     F7
and they say you can't go home anymore...
           Em
Well the streets all look the same,
           Bm               E-E4 
and I'll have to play the game
      Am            -                Bm    -
We'll all sit around in the kitchen chairs
         C     - 
with the tv on
             D     -  D4
with the neighbors there...



G  -  Am  -  Bm/G -  C
G  -  D   -  C ------- -> A-D

Out in the yard...
Where my Dad works so hard
He never lets the crab-grass grow too high
Well the place hasn't changed and that's 
why I'm gonna feel so strange,
but I've had to face the music, by and by...



We'll fly into town, when
this big-bird touches down...
I'm only coming home to say godbye,
Then I'm gone with the wind, and I 
won't be seen again...
'till that great suburban showdown in the sky.
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dan230993 wrote on December 22 2010, 10:53 am

Just realised I missed out this verse:

Sit around with the folks
Tell the same old tired jokes
Bored to death on Sunday afternoon
Mom and Dad, me and you
And the outdoor barbecue
Think I'm gonna hide out in my room

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