BLUE AEROPLANES
  

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From: Sagi Assaf 

Chords for : The Blue Aeroplanes - Growing Up, Growing Down
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D#Dim (567575)

E C#m E C#m

E                    C#m
 Wake up this morning to say good night again
E                          C#m  (etc.)
Give me your sleeping hand
Shake up your clothes, mine
Say : Coffee ?
Say : A letter for you
Say : Rescue me
Have a heart, child
We're only adults busing in here
And working.

A                           F#m
There are worse things than words, you know
        A                           D#Dim
But you wouldn't believe it to hear some people talk.

Wake up, it's Christmas morning
All the parents are gone and the children aren't here yet
Say : Have a drink, and
Say : Open this one first
Say : Duty calls
Have a heart child
Roughing is the hard part.

There are worse things than words, you know
But you wouldn't believe it to hear some people talk.

G           D       A        C#m
 And I will talk to you if I can
G           D       A        C#m
 And I will talk to you if I can
    F#m
And if I can, then you can talk to me.

Well, wake me up to go to sleep again
Wake up, there's been a hit-and-run
Broken glass everywhere
Say nothing, it's obvious what's going on here
Say : This street's never been the same since Kennedy died
Have a heart, child
You weren't even born.

There are worse things than words, you know
But you wouldn't believe it to hear some people talk.

So wake up and let me tell you
When are we gonna see the big bright tonight, huh
Say : Now what would it give you the wine and me and water
Have a heart child
Who thinks I'm driving ?

There are worse things than words, you know
But you wouldn't believe it to hear some people talk.

And I will talk to you if I can
And I will talk to you if I can
And if I can, then you can talk to me.

Ah, wake up, wake up to the morning nausea
Wake up to death in life
Wake up to being another mother, child
Say : If this is life give me breakdancing
Say : If this is art give me television
Say, child, do you think we should have a heart to heart ?

There are worse things than words, you know
But you wouldn't believe it to hear some people talk.

And I will talk to you if I can
And I will talk to you if I can
And I will talk to you if I can
And I will talk to you if I can
And if I can, then you can talk to me.

- Transcribed by Assaf Sagi (with help from Tal Liron), 28/09/94 -