Harness Your Hopes

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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Harness your hopes
            A
On just one person
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Because you know a harness
                  A
Was only made for one
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Don't telegraph your passes
                     A
You'll end up with molasses
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Cauterized in syrup
                A
And syrup and molasses
                         B
And I'm checking out the asses
                  D
The assets that attract us
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To anything that moves
                      A
We're deep inside the grooves
                           B
And it's time to shake the rations
                      A
Cause someone's gonna cash in
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The plot it turns again
                        A
The reference starts at ten

[Verse 2]
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Well show me
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A word that rhymes with Pavement
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And I won't kill your parents
                    A
And roast them on a spit
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And adon't you try to etch it
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Or permanently sketch it
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Or you're gonna catch a bad bad cold
                                B
And the freaks have stormed the white house
               D
I moved into a lighthouse
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It's on a scenic quay
                A
It's oh so far away
                    B
Far away from the beginning
                      D
The shroud is made of linen
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The yearling took the purse
                   A
The goth kid has a hearse

[Chorus]
E
Heartbreaking
Earthquaking
Kiwis they are home baking
D7    A    B E  D7 A
Minds wide open truly

[Verse 3]
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Leisure
                  A
A leisure suit is nothing
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It's nothing to be proud of
                  A
In this late century
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And I'm asking you to hold me
                      A
Just like the morning paper
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Pinched between your pointer
                    A
Your index and your thumb
               B
It's a semiautomatic
                 D
Believers are ecstatic
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You see the way they cling
                  A
The cold metallic sting
                    B
And I'm living in a coma
               D
For Donna de Varona
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The harness made of hopes
                  A
The lovers on the ropes

[Chorus]
E
Nun is to church
As the parrot is to perch
       D7
And my Heart's
A    B E  D7 A
Wide open Truly

[Solo]
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