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Dmaj
everyonce in awhile
i think of home
like a convict in a cell
think about it and groan
Gmaj
its so nice to have good memories
Dmaj
in time
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Dmaj
sitting in my room
I move mountains
use my imagination
brain is a fountain
Gmaj
its so nice to have good times
Dmaj
lets rhyme

Dmaj
here i am in my place
its a dismal space
outside i see grean
to the squirrels im always mean
Gmaj
they need to bugger off
Dmaj
and to the hipsters I scoff
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Dmaj
this place is a mess
and i like it that way
everything on the floor
neatly arranged
Gmaj
got a pile for my laundry stack
Dmaj
stick 'em in the dryer and bring 'em back

Dmaj
weathers starting to get bad
locals starting to get mad
rains startin to fall down
people gather from all around
Gmaj
my place is a crying shame
Dmaj
does bad things to my name

Dmaj
midwest heroes wastin time
solve our problems with rhymes
its quarter to eight, quarter to nine
go to the DMV stand in the line
Gmaj
rain clouds comin so close
Dmaj
lets watch a comedy roast

Emin/Amaj
weathers getting quite cold
and im another season old
some things never change
other things seem quite strange.