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Dirty Windscreens

Sydney City Trash
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
The  record keeps skipping through dirty windscreens
And  it's one never ending cliche  highway scene
 and the visit's  too short  and the journeys  too long
It  feels like we're trapped in some damn  burnouts song
But  no tool belts or steel caps just drums and guitars
And  we don't work in mines we just sing songs in bars
It's  a broken down dream but we call  it a life
 Like a circus  performer  who swallows  the knife
Just  to spit out the handle and choke on the blood
 It's a broken  a broken down dream but we pray it's enough
I'd  give the devil my soul for a good show tonight
Just  a glimpse just a sign I'm not wasting  my life
 Give me hellfire  eternal  when I'm done  with this earth
And  Satan one more thing please let  them buy merch
Cause  the van is sure thirsty we've got a long way to drive
And  we better get going or we won't make it on time
It's  a broken down dream but we call  it a life
 Like a circus  performer  who swallows  the knife
Just  to spit out the handle and choke on the blood
 It's a broken  a broken down dream but we pray it's enough
 x4
And  the stranded bored and stagnant they point to their chains
And  in hushed tortured voices ask how dare we complain
They  think the damnationon it comes standing still
But  we know all too well it's this distance that kills
All  the flowers and crosses that haunt these roadsides
And  we swear sometimes it's like swallowing  knives
It's  a broken down dream but we call  it a life
 Like a circus  performer  who swallows  the knife
Just  to spit out the handle and choke on the blood
 It's a broken  a broken down dream but we pray it's enough

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Readable chord sheet for Dirty Windscreens by Sydney City Trash

[G]The record keeps skipping through dirty windscreens
[Am]And it's one never ending c[C]liche highway scene
and the [G]visit's too s[F/G]hort and the jo[Em]urneys too long
[C]It feels like we're trapped in some d[D]amn burnouts song
[C]But no tool belts or steel caps just drums and guitars
[D]And we don't work in mines we just sing songs in bars

[C]It's a broken down dream but we [D]call it a life
Like a c[G]ircus per[F/G]former who s[Em]wallows the knife
[C]Just to spit out the handle and choke on the blood
It's a [D]broken a broken down dream but we pray it's enough

[G]I'd give the devil my soul for a good show tonight
[Am]Just a glimpse just a sign I'm not w[C]asting my life
Give me he[G]llfire et[F/G]ernal when I'm d[Em]one with this earth
[C]And Satan one more thing please l[D]et them buy merch
[C]Cause the van is sure thirsty we've got a long way to drive
[D]And we better get going or we won't make it on time

[C]It's a broken down dream but we [D]call it a life
Like a c[G]ircus per[F/G]former who s[Em]wallows the knife
[C]Just to spit out the handle and choke on the blood
It's a [D]broken a broken down dream but we pray it's enough

[C] [D] x4

[Am]And the stranded bored and stagnant they point to their chains
[C]And in hushed tortured voices ask how dare we complain
[Am]They think the damnationon it comes standing still
[C]But we know all too well it's this distance that kills
[Am]All the flowers and crosses that haunt these roadsides
[C]And we swear sometimes it's like s[D]wallowing knives

[C]It's a broken down dream but we [D]call it a life
Like a c[G]ircus per[F/G]former who s[Em]wallows the knife
[C]Just to spit out the handle and choke on the blood
It's a [D]broken a broken down dream but we pray it's enough