Reed Lou - Dirty Boulevard, аккорды песни для гитары

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 Pedro lives out of the Wilshire Hotel 
 he looks out a window without glass 
 The walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet 
 his father beats him 'cause he's too tired to beg 
 
 He's got 9 brothers and sisters 
 they're brought up on their knees 
 it's hard to run when a coat hanger beats you on the thighs 
 Pedro dreams of being older and killing the old man 
 but that's a slim chance he's going to the boulevard 
 
 He's going to end up, on the dirty boulevard 
 he's going out, to the dirty boulevard 
 He's going down, to the dirty boulevard 
 
 This room cost 2,000 dollars a month 
 you can believe it man it's true 
 somewhere a landlord's laughing till he wets his pants 
 No one here dreams of being a doctor or a lawyer or anything 
 they dream of dealing on the dirty boulevard 
 
 Give me your hungry, your tired your poor I'll piss on 'em 
 that's what the Statue of Bigotry says 
 Your poor huddled masses, let's club 'em to death 
 and get it over with and just dump 'em on the boulevard 
 
 Get to end up, on the dirty boulevard 
 going out, to the dirty boulevard 
 He's going down, on the dirty boulevard 
 going out 
 
 Outside it's a bright night 
 there's an opera at Lincoln Center 
 movie stars arrive by limousine 
 The klieg lights shoot up over the skyline of Manhattan 
 but the lights are out on the Mean Streets 
 
 
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 small kid stands by the Lincoln Tunnel 
 he's selling plastic roses for a buck 
 The traffic's backed up to 39th street 
 the TV whores are calling the cops out for a suck 
 
 And back at the Wilshire, Pedro sits there dreaming 
 he's found a book on magic in a garbage can 
 He looks at the pictures and stares at the cracked ceiling 
 "At the count of 3" he says, "I hope I can disappear" 
 
 And fly fly away, from this dirty boulevard 
 I want to fly, from dirty boulevard 
 I want to fly, from dirty boulevard 
 I want to fly-fly-fly-fly, from dirty boulevard 
 I want to fly away 
 I want to fly 
 Fly, fly away 
 I want to fly 
 Fly-fly away (Fly a-) 
 fly-fly-fly (-way, ooohhh...) 
 Fly-fly away (I want to fly-fly away) 
 fly away (I want to fly, wow-woh, no, fly away)

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 Pedro lives out of the Wilshire Hotel 
 he looks out a window without glass 
 The walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet 
 his father beats him 'cause he's too tired to beg 
 
 He's got 9 brothers and sisters 
 they're brought up on their knees 
 it's hard to run when a coat hanger beats you on the thighs 
 Pedro dreams of being older and killing the old man 
 but that's a slim chance he's going to the boulevard 
 
 He's going to end up, on the dirty boulevard 
 he's going out, to the dirty boulevard 
 He's going down, to the dirty boulevard 
 
 This room cost 2,000 dollars a month 
 you can believe it man it's true 
 somewhere a landlord's laughing till he wets his pants 
 No one here dreams of being a doctor or a lawyer or anything 
 they dream of dealing on the dirty boulevard 
 
 Give me your hungry, your tired your poor I'll piss on 'em 
 that's what the Statue of Bigotry says 
 Your poor huddled masses, let's club 'em to death 
 and get it over with and just dump 'em on the boulevard 
 
 Get to end up, on the dirty boulevard 
 going out, to the dirty boulevard 
 He's going down, on the dirty boulevard 
 going out 
 
 Outside it's a bright night 
 there's an opera at Lincoln Center 
 movie stars arrive by limousine 
 The klieg lights shoot up over the skyline of Manhattan 
 but the lights are out on the Mean Streets 
 
 
A
 small kid stands by the Lincoln Tunnel 
 he's selling plastic roses for a buck 
 The traffic's backed up to 39th street 
 the TV whores are calling the cops out for a suck 
 
 And back at the Wilshire, Pedro sits there dreaming 
 he's found a book on magic in a garbage can 
 He looks at the pictures and stares at the cracked ceiling 
 "At the count of 3" he says, "I hope I can disappear" 
 
 And fly fly away, from this dirty boulevard 
 I want to fly, from dirty boulevard 
 I want to fly, from dirty boulevard 
 I want to fly-fly-fly-fly, from dirty boulevard 
 I want to fly away 
 I want to fly 
 Fly, fly away 
 I want to fly 
 Fly-fly away (Fly a-) 
 fly-fly-fly (-way, ooohhh...) 
 Fly-fly away (I want to fly-fly away) 
 fly away (I want to fly, wow-woh, no, fly away)