Plastic Jesus / Fall Line / Spring wind / Where Do The Children Play? (ver. 2)

	  		

D 
I don't care if it rains or freezes  
G 
as long as I've got my plastic Jesus  
D 	 	 	        A* 
sitting on the dashboard of my car  
D 
it comes in colors pink and pleasant  
G 
it glows in the dark cause its iridescent  
D                       A           D 
I'll take it with me whenever I go far  
D 
so give me my lady Madonna  
G 
dressed in rhinestones and sitting on a  
D                     A* 
pedestal of abalone shells  
D 
driving 90 but I'm not scared  
G 
because I've got my Virgin Mary  
D                       A            D 
assuring me that I will never go to hell 
 
D (Plucking D string) 
 
D 
And by the way You know that  
D 
hope will make you strange  
D 
Make you blink, make you blank, make you sink  
D                  G 
It will make you afraid of change 
G  
And often blame  
G 
The box with the view of the world  
                              D 
And the walls that fill the frame  
D 
I turn it up  
D 
but then I turn it off  
D 
Because I can't stand when they start to talk  
            G 
About the hurting and killing  
G 
Whose shoes are we filling  
G 
The damage and ruin  
G 
Man, the things that we're doing  
      D 
Good god, We gotta stop, we gotta turn it all off  
D 
We gotta rewind  
D 
and start it up again  
A** 
Because we fell across the fall line  
A                             G 
Ain't there nothing sacred anymore 
 
G              D 
Nana nana nana na 
 
G, D, G, D, G, D 
 
D 
Somebody saw him jump  
But nobody saw him slip  
I guess he lost a lot of hope  
And then he lost his grip  
           G 
Now he's lying in the freeway  
In the middle of this mess  
Guess we lost another one  
Just like the other one  
D 
Optimistic hypocrite  
That didn't have the nerve to quit  
The things that kept him wanting more  
Until he finally reached the core  
A* 
He fell across the fall line  
A                            G 
Ain't there nothing sacred anymore 
 
G? 
 
A* 
We all fell across the fall line  
A                            G 
Ain't there nothing sacred anymore 
 
G              D 
Nana nana nana na 
 
G, D, G, D 
 
G              D 
Nana nana nana na 
 
G       D                   G 
All my friends are getting older, 
A                 Bm 
I guess I must be too. 
                        G 
Without their love and kindness 
A 
I don?t want I?ll do 
    G                      D 
Oh the wine bottle?s half empty 
A                     Bm 
The money?s all been spent 
                            G 
We?re a cross between our parents 
      A 
And hippies in a tent. 
 
     G                      D 
Oh, Love calls just like a wild bird 
A                 Bm 
It?s just another day 
                G       A            D 
Spring blew my list of things to do away. 
 
G,D,G,D 
 
G      D               G 
In a mucked up lovely river 
A                   Bm 
I cast my my little fly 
                                G 
But I look at that river and I smell it and  
    A 
it makes me want to cry, Oh 
G                    D 
To clean our dirty planet 
A                    Bm 
Now there?s a noble wish 
                        G 
Now I putting shoulder to the wheel 
A  
Cause I wanna catch some fish, Oh 
 G                      D 
Love calls just like a wild bird 
A                 Bm 
It?s just another day 
                G        A           D 
Spring blew my list of things to do away.