Stand By Yourself chords by McDermott's Two Hours

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Intro 1

Verse 1
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Half a mile to the
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Arnton style and you're
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swept into the herd
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This is the trickster's instinct,
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this is the bitch's creed
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Caught in the crash,
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you jostle and push till the copperers give the word
Through the gate and the
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crazy lades stand deep
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Stand by yourself as your ribs
break and you suffocate
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Like soldiers in the trenches,
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like chickens in the pan
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Stand by yourself,
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shut your fucking grattle mate
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Just sing a song,
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you'll never walk again
Riding the train in the fine spring rain
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Off to the city lights
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Hiding behind your pa per
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Checking the latest price
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With the drivers working round the clock
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It's old and battered, rolling stock
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You're heading up the junction
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And tearing out the sign
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Stand by yourself
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As the engines crash
And the windows smash
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Crawl on the ceiling
Climb to the racks
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And make for the open air
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Stand by yourself
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Bodies laid out on the glass
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Kneel and whisper in their ears
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And tell them how you care
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Summer in the city, it's terror in the air
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They went to hunt some desert rats,
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but now
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they're crawling over here
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Sent  for the real
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trouble on the un derground
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Mine the gap before you disappear
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Stand by yourself as the hands slip
and the plaques blow up
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People turn to effigies and still
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the cold eyes  stare
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Stand by yourself,
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see the sights from an open top
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Salute the pregnant torso in
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the square
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You're growing old and sick now,
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you're a burden to your wife
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There are things they need to fix now,
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under the surgeon's knife
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But as you dream beneath the mask,
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invisible armies are on the march
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They're digging trenches in
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your flesh and threatening your life
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Stand by yourself,
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they say one leg's better than none
But now you haven't any,
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it's not much use to you
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Stand by yourself,
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it's all about resistance, son
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Little for the many and plenty for the few
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Stand by yourself,
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as chickens all come home to roost
Fallin' with the fever and
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burnin' on the fire
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Stand by yourself,
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ladies and gentlemen, drink a toast
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To those who feed the flames and those caught in the
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fire
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