Spirit Of The Age
HawkwindVersion1
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I would've liked you to have been deep frozen too
and waiting still as fresh in your flesh for my return to Earth
But your father refused to sign the forms to freeze you
Let's see you'd be about 60 now,
and long dead by the time I return to Earth
My time held dreams were full of you,
as you were when I left; still underage
Your android replica is playing up again it's no joke
When she comes she moans another's name
But that's the spirit of the age,
That's the spirit of the age
Spirit of the age
Spirit of the age
I am a clone, I am not alone
Every fibre of my flesh and bone is identical to the others
Everything I say is in the same tone
as my test tube brother's voice
There is no choice between us,
If you had ever seen us,
You'd rejoice in your uniqueness
and consider every weakness something special of your own
Being a clone, I have no flaws to identify
Even this doggerel that pours from my pen,
has just been written by another twenty telepathic men,
word for word, it says:
"Oh, for the wings of any bird, other than a battery hen".
Spirit of the age
Spirit of the age
Spirit of the age
Spirit of the age
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Readable chord sheet for Spirit Of The Age by Hawkwind
[D5][E5][D5][D5] [D5] I would've liked you to have been deep frozen [E5]too and [D5]waiting still as fresh in your flesh for [E5]my return to Earth But your [D5]father refused to sign the forms to [E5]freeze you Let's see [D5]you'd be about 60 now, and [E5]long dead by the time I return to [D5]Earth My [E5]time held dreams were full of you, as you [D5]were when I left; still [E5]underage Your [D5]android replica is playing up a[E5]gain it's no joke When she [D5]comes she moans another's name [E5] But that's the spirit of the [D5]age, That's the spirit of the [E5]age Spirit of the [D5]age Spirit of the [E5]age [D5] I am a clone, I am not alone [E5]Every fibre of my flesh and bone is i[D5]dentical to the others [E5]Everything I say is in the [D5]same tone as my test tube brother's [E5]voice There is no choice between us, If [D5]you had ever seen us, You'd re[E5]joice in your uniqueness and con[D5]sider every weakness something [E5]special of your own Being a [D5]clone, I have no flaws to identi[E5]fy Even this doggerel that pours from my [D5]pen, has just been written by a[E5]nother twenty telepathic men, [D5]word for word, it says: [E5]"Oh, for the wings of any bird, [D5]other than a battery [E5]hen". Spirit of the [D5]age Spirit of the [E5]age Spirit of the [D5]age Spirit of the [E5]age