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Sounds Like Balloons ukulele

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Dm
Ancient Rome
Dm
We built that fucker stone by stone
                      Dm
Our fingers bled, our feet were worn
                         F
But we stayed strong and carried on
Dm
Come on in
Dm
Do you want to touch my bulbous head?
                          Dm
With features wrapped and stretched to death
                 F
A tiny nose is all that's left

Dm         Dm F
This is not
Dm                   Dm F
For your entertainment
F
The land at the end of our toes
     F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on
     F
The sand at the core of our bones
        Dm
It blows on, and on, and on, and on
     

F
The land at the end of our toes
     F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on
       F
The sand at the core of our bones
           Dm
Continues on
Dm
The basement's gone
Dm
It seems they've dug up all our land
                       Dm
The world was lowered man by man
                           F
Let's move the sky and not join hands

Dm
Ancient Rome
Dm
We built that fucker stone by stone
                      Dm
Our fingers bled, our feet were worn
                        F
But we stayed strong and carried on 
Dm         Dm F
This is not
Dm                   Dm F
For your entertainment

    F
The land at the end of our toes
     F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on
      F
The sand at the core of our bones
        Dm
It blows on, and on, and on, and on

    F
The land at the end of our toes
      F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on
     F
The sand at the core of our bones
         Dm
Continues on
Dm                      Dm
Life still sounds like balloons
                     F
You chew and you chew and chew
                             F
Your teeth crumble to the floor
                                      Dm
It's where they lay, it's where they lay
                       Dm
The past never really dies
                       F
I don't think we even try
                        F
There's no difference from
                          Dm
Where we wake or where we die
F       Dm
Balloons
F       Dm
Balloons
F       Dm
Balloons
F       Dm
Balloons
   F
The land at the end of our toes
     F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on
       F
The sand at the core of our bones
        Dm
It blows on, and on, and on, and on
   F
The land at the end of our toes
     F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on
      F
The sand at the core of our bones
        Dm
Continues on

            
            
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