Young Drunk

	  		

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one day there will come a time when 
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the person you are named after dies 
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and all of a sudden you're the only one 
        
left 

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and out of something as insincere as pride 
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you'll change the way you turned on time 
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to remember the smiles 
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as we stood out front of the little church 
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the traffic just close enough to drown out 

whatever we heard the family say 
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as they waved the hearse away 

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and tonight i'm getting young 
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drunk 
                                         Em 
walking down the streets where i grew up 
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knowing that they're to blame it 
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all the red brick fences look the same 


i'm getting young 
         C 
drunk 
                                             Em 
walking round the streets where i grew up 
                                    D 
knowing that they're to blame it 
                       C                     G 
all the red brick fences look the same 
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whoa oh 

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and all alone in the suburbs 
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i can make as much noise as i want 
                                           D 
without disturbing more than the wind 
                        
in the trees and 
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passing cars and security lights 
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guide my way home through the night 
       C 
i feel safe here 
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and the neighbours aren't close enough to hate me 



      G 
and tonight i'm getting young 
           C 
drunk 
                                         Em 
walking down the streets where i grew up 
                                    D 
knowing that they're to blame it 
                        C                    G 
all the red brick fences look the same 


i'm getting young 
         C 
drunk 
                                             Em 
walking round the streets where i grew up 
                                    D 
knowing that they're to blame it 
                        C                    G 
all the red brick fences look the same 
G C Em D  
whoa oh 


            G 
and i've finally found a home 
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in a handful of people i was lucky enough to bump into 
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we act like pessimists but we're in love with it 


      G 
and I?m in love with you 
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and our tiny bed in the upstairs front room 
       Em 
of a rundown terrace house 
            D 
which is obviously perfect as it sounds 
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even in the summer when the 
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cardboard window that you tape on everyday 
                                  D                      
falls out and wakes us up  



      G 
and tonight i'm getting young 
           C 
drunk 
                                         Em 
walking round the streets where i grew up 
                                    D 
knowing that they're to blame it 
                         C                   G 
all the red brick fences look the same 


i'm getting young 
         C 
drunk 
                                             Em 
walking round the streets where i grew up 
                                    D 
knowing that they're to blame it 
                        C                    G 
all the red brick fences look the same 
G C Em D  
whoa oh