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D Am1. In the farmhouse no one wakes but the owner gently shakesD AmWhere were all the plans you made gone like the light brigadeBm CBut you can find the vital spark cruising round the Retail ParkBm CPlease don’t lose your paradise opening that pay adviceB AKubla Khan keeps on dreaming even when kids are screaming Chorus:G D Em CWhere are the lines of beauty now that I’m on dutyG D CLooking for the poetry in lifeG D Em CCan’t go out without a shave on where is my bard of AvonG D G CLooking for the poetry in lifeG D CLooking for the poetry in life 2.The hills are covered now in pylons and you know they’ve got a file on youFriendly bombs have fallen now - despondent on the road to Slough tooBut you’ve taken all your fill of those blue remembered hillsTime to stop your heart creeping - swimmer into cleanness leapingCount your blessings one by one - c’mon be a man my sonChorusMiddle 8:F GWander lonely as a cloud - float so high above the crowd of daffodilsF CLeave behind the daily grind leave behind all your fizzing bitter pillsF AmBend the bars of the cage - releasing all that silent rage and winter’s chill D C (That) satanic mill – is with me still3. Where is the dark lady where is sexy Sadie now Lips that part with sugar breath up the line to dusty death now But you can put your finger on it - in that sonnet You can hold a moving pen scan that poem once again Filling out (your) tax returns hit the page like Robert Burns – Ch
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