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A Nation of Espresso Bars
sad with just a glimpse of my own childhood
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Take charge
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» highest in charts: # 763 (156,248 songs currently listed in Alternative)
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About the song
I spilled a cup of cofee in my lap and I had a vision
Lyrics
F
We're closing down our steel mills
C
We sell each other coffee
Bb
We tell each other stories
C
About how great we are
F
We're always in a hurry
C
Busy going nowhere
Bb
Walking to appointments
C
I can't afford a car
F
Money in my pocket
C
I go to buy a mocha
Bb
Welcome to the new age
C
Never thought we'd get this far
Chorus:
Bb C
And when I look out the window
F Bb
And stare across the water
Bb C
Way off in the distance
F Bb
I see the evening star
Bb C
Sometimes I have a vision
F Bb
A glimpse of my own childhood
Bb C
so long ago before we were
F Bb
A nation of espresso bars
F
I button up my raincoat
C
Wipe rain from off my glasses
Bb
Cross agaisnt the stoplight
C
And curse this f***ing town
F
I slam the door behind me
C
Look for freindly faces
Bb
Ridicule the paintings
C
And lay my money down
F
The holy grails delivered
C
I take it to my table
Bb
Try to write a poem
C
My face locked in a frown
chorus
We're closing down our steel mills
C
We sell each other coffee
Bb
We tell each other stories
C
About how great we are
F
We're always in a hurry
C
Busy going nowhere
Bb
Walking to appointments
C
I can't afford a car
F
Money in my pocket
C
I go to buy a mocha
Bb
Welcome to the new age
C
Never thought we'd get this far
Chorus:
Bb C
And when I look out the window
F Bb
And stare across the water
Bb C
Way off in the distance
F Bb
I see the evening star
Bb C
Sometimes I have a vision
F Bb
A glimpse of my own childhood
Bb C
so long ago before we were
F Bb
A nation of espresso bars
F
I button up my raincoat
C
Wipe rain from off my glasses
Bb
Cross agaisnt the stoplight
C
And curse this f***ing town
F
I slam the door behind me
C
Look for freindly faces
Bb
Ridicule the paintings
C
And lay my money down
F
The holy grails delivered
C
I take it to my table
Bb
Try to write a poem
C
My face locked in a frown
chorus
