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Just Moved Into The Neighborhood chords by Steve Horowitz

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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I just moved in to the neighborhood
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I just moved in to the
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neighborhood
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I want a cup of sugar
A fishbowl, a fountain pen
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I want to walk sideways
like a two -legged dog
I want to lay on my side to eat
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I want to be 200 miles of copper wire
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Heating up from electrical charge
I want to be an animal hospital
with all its cages empty
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I want to add my toenails to
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the pie
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You see, I'm going to keep on talking till I can't see anymore,
till all my hair falls
out and my skin is all dry and pasty,
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and I'm going to keep on saying something till
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the world is one big head of opinion, large,
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but still sick and dying, and I'm going to
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keep on talking till my skin rolls inside,
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because I can see things, I can see the jaws
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of a wolf eat itself as two shriners cruise the
grass in a dune buggy screaming, help
Help the crippled children,
help the crippled children
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And I'm going to keep on talking
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till all my bones are creaking
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And the sky is black with my
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great birds
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Because I want to be somebody,
I want to be somebody
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I want to be bigger than myself I
want to add my toenails to the pile
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I want to add my own dead pets
from childhood to that box
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I want to pick six or seven lilies and chew
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them up and spit them out like a candy bar
I want to run sideways like
a two -legged dog.
I want to be a bicycle,
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a furry bicycle with no rider.
I want to lay on my side to eat.
I want to be an animal hospital
with all the cages empty.
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I want to be 200 miles of copper wire
heating up from an electrical charge.
I want to be pants freshly
pressed and pleated.
I want to be old cardboard banana
boxes lying in the sun.
When I was 13, a parakeet flew in my window,
flew around my house, went downstairs, went
upstairs, went in the basement,
got stuck there and was in jail for five days, kept
putting its wings through the bars,
reaching for food, I fed it what I could, I fed it
Cock.
Horseradish.
Porcelain.
A busted red skelton.
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Two pounds of indigo powder.
A brunette frigate.
A sea of hair.
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