Standard (EADGBE)

  X24432 OR 799777

  XX0232 OR X57775

Verse 1

 It breaks like glass, but not in your hand

Shoot you down right where you stand

 And it don't care for what you wear

 or which way you might sway

Verse 2

 It calls you up, but not on the phone

And it will drag you from your throne

 And you may laugh while you sit there sipping you champagne

 And may I laugh at your dispare sniffing your cocaine

Bridge

 I'm a man of choise in an old Rolls Royce

 And I'm howling at the moon

 Is my happening to deafening for you? For you?

Chorus

 Its maybe the fame

 Its forgotten you name

 The tears you cryed you never did explain

 And I remain, blowing through you like a hurricane

 Its a shame, Its a shame, Its a shame

Verse 3

 It will not fall, not from the sky

And it don't eat no humble pie

 And you may have your quiet life

 But I bet you don't know why

Verse 4

 It made you a mess, you didn't believe

You still don't know what makes me breathe

 And you may laugh while you sit there sipping your champagne

 And may I laugh at your dispare while your sniffing your cocaine

Bridge

Chorus

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