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R.E.M. - Man On The Moon
C C(III) C Mott the Hoople and the game of Life, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. C C(III) C Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. C C(III) C Monopoly, Twenty-one, checkers, and chess, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. C C(III) C Mister Fred Blassie, and a breakfast mess, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. C C(III) C Let's play Twister, let's play Risk, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. C C(III) C I'll see you heaven if you make the list, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Am G Am G Now Andy did you hear about this one, tell me are you locked in the punch? Am G C D Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are we losing touch? G Am C Bm G Am D If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon. G Am C Bm Am If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool. C C(III) C Moses went walking with the staff of wood, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. C C(III) C Newton got beaned by the apple good, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. C C(III) C Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. C C(III) C Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Am G Am G Now Andy, did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch? Am G C D Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are you having fun? G Am C Bm G Am D If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon. G Am C Bm Am If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool. C C(III) C Here's a little agit for the never believer, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah C C(III) C Here's a little ghost for the offering, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah C C(III) C Here's a truck stop instead of Saint Peter's, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah C C(III) C Mister Andy Kaufman's gone wrestling, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Am G Am G Now Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me are you locked in the punch? Am G C D Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey baby, are we losing touch? G Am C Bm G Am D If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon. G Am C Bm Am If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool. G Am C Bm G Am D If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon. G Am C Bm Am If you believe there's nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool. Em. |
