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Counting Crows - August And Everything After Counting Crows - August And Everything After |
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Counting Crows - August and Everything After
1)
FThey’re wakin’ up Maria
‘cause everyBbody else has got some place to Fgo Fsus4,F
She Fmakes a little motion with her Bhead,
rolls over, and says she’s gonna Fsleep for a couple minutes more
I said I’m Bsorry to Maria
for all the cold-hearted things that I have doneF
I said I’m Bsorry by now at least once
to just about FeveryoneFsus4,F
She says I’ve forCgotten what I’m supposed to do Btoday
And it slips my Cmind what I’m supposed to sayB
We’re getting Dmiolder and older and older
and always a little Cfurther out of the way
You look Finto her eyes
and it’s Bmore than your heart will FallowFsus4,F
And CAugust and everything after
Byou get a little less than you expecFted somehow
2)
well I stumbled into Washington Square
just as the sun began to rise
And I walked across the lawn to the cathedral
and laid down and the shadow of St. Mary’s in the sky
and I’m just one of these late model children
waiting for the king
But there ain’t no sign of Elvis in San Francisco
it’s just me and I’m playin’ this rock and roll thing
She wants to be just like me
And I want every damn thing I can see
You know one day you’re Daddy’s little angel
The next day you’re everything he wanted you to be
They dress you up in white satin
and they give you your very own pair of wings
In August and everything after
I’m after everything
I said yeah yeah yeah yeah - lalala
3)
Well you got your reservations
and you got your seven-million dollar home
You got the number of some girl in New York City
who’s always wide awake so you never spend the night alone
You got a nasty little habit
of peekin’ down the shirts of all the little girls as they pass you by
And I wonder when it all catches up to you
and they finally take you down– are you gonna cry?
Well I already got my disease
So take your fuckin’ filthy hands off of me
Yeah well I hope you weren’t expecting to be crucified–
The best that they can do is to hang you from the nearest tree
It’s midnight in San Francisco
and I’m waiting here for Jesus on my knees
And August and everything after
I want somebody else to bleed for me
I said yeah lalala lalala...
nanana nanana nanana…
4)
They came down from North Dakota
with confidence in the military mind
And now everyone I know is turning showgirl
and dancing with their shirt off in some Las Vegas hotel line
So I’m going’ to New York City
Cause I got a little sleevie here for me
When I find myself alone, I know I'm never going home
You make the changes, the changes that you need
And I no longer know how to pray
I live in dog town and it’s a Dalmatian parade
And I change my spots over and over
but they never seem to fade away
I am the last remaining Indian
looking for the place where the buffalo roam
In August and everything after
man them buffalo ain’t never comin’ home
In August and everything after
man them buffalo ain’t never comin’ home
Lalalala lalalala…
I said oh yeah yeah yeah lalala
Nanananananana…
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