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Intro D2
D2 A thumbnail sketch, a jeweler’s stone
A mean idea to call my own
Old man don’t lay so still you’re not yet young
There’s time to teach, point to point
Point observation, children carry reservations
Standing on the shoulders of giants leaves me cold
G Leaves me cold
A F# mean idea to call my own
A A hundred million birds fly D2
D2 Singer sing me a given, singer sing me a song
Standing on the shoulders of giants everybody’s looking on
Standing on the shoulders of giants
G leaves me cold
A F# mean idea to call my own
A A hundred million birds fly B away
A-E way… a-B waaa-E aaaay D2
I D2 am the king of all I see, my kingdom for a voice
Old man don’t lay so still, you’re not yet young
There’s time to teach, point to point
Point observation, children carry reservations
Standing on the shoulders of giants, leaves me cold
G Leaves me cold
A F# mean idea to call my own
A A hundred million birds fly
A-D2 way, away, away…
D2 Everybody hit the ground, everybody hit the ground… (rep. y desap.)
