Kick

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Ki[D]ck, you know you're s[E7]till a k[A]id
And your di[D]ets too f[E7]ull of add[A]itives.
Pa[D]ssed out on the c[E7]ouch with as[A]hes in your m[F#]outh
Dre[Bm7]aming that you're hopping the f[E7]ence.
This wo[D]rld must have it [E7]out for y[A]ou
From the s[D]hores of Mon[E7]tauk up to Ma[A]libu.
The tr[D]appings of a n[E7]ame that you ne[A]ver could es[F#]cape,
These pe[Bm7]ople want to live in the p[E7]ast.
Some go[Bm7]lden age that they never h[E7]ad.

[Bm]I thought we lost that Camelot
[E7]I thought we lost that Camelot
[A7]Some children story we forgot,
[F]Grew old so l[Bm]ong a[E7]go.

Ki[D]ck its hard to m[E7]ake a fr[A]iend
In a wo[D]rld that's this cr[E7]uel and pa[A]rtisan.
But y[D]ou should go in s[E7]tyle to Stock[A]holm for a wh[F#]ile,
Li[Bm7]ve outside oblivions l[E7]ense.

Som[D]eday you'll have a fi[E7]ne divo[A]rce,
and a c[D]emetery p[E7]lot in Hy[A]annisport.
Next t[D]ime you close your e[E7]yes on that heli[A]copter r[F#]ide,
I ho[Bm7]pe you see it isn't your fa[E7]ult.
I ho[Bm7]pe you know it isn't your f[E7]ault.

[Bm]I thought we shot that Camelot
[E7]I thought they shot that Camelot
[A7]Whoever shot this movie stop
[F]B wrote; said the[Bm] show must [E7]go.        - This line is probably the most wrong

FILL: A        A?(finger on B-string up to the 3rd fret)

L[A]ying in the office on an old chaise-lounge
L[Bm]istening to the doctor drone.
N[D]o therapeutic feeling once the sh[Dm]ock wears's off,
A[A7]nswer every question [E7]'no'.

H[A]iding in the hammock with the shades pulled down
W[Bm]ondering if the story's broke.
Tr[D]agedy is profit once the [Dm]word gets out,
Ta[A7]bloids at the country s[E7]tore.

S[A]earching on the tables once the bar's closed down,
s[Bm]aid somebody stole your phone.
N[D]ow there's no-one to talk to but these t[Dm]rust-fund drunks,
Y[A7]ou should have brought a ch[E7]aperone.

W[A]ell Kick, I'd love to help you but I just don't count,
F[Bm]riendship makes you paranoid.
I[D] don't believe in curses, but I j[Dm]ust might now.
I[A7] never really had a c[E7]hoice.
Just like a[F]ll your broken [Dm]toys.

REPEAT FILL

Well [D]Kick, you know this l[E7]ife is r[A]ich.
But ple[D]asure's not the s[E7]ame as ha[A]ppiness.
But i[D]f you don't co[E7]llide with the tr[A]affic in your m[F#]ind,
I th[Bm7]ink you'll find your way out of [E7]this.
I ho[Bm7]pe you find your way out of t[E7]his.

REPEAT FILL

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