Cifra de Plastic Jesus Fall Line Spring wind Where Do The Children Play? (ver. 2) - Jack Johnson
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D
I don't care if it rains or freezes
G
as long as I've got my plastic Jesus
D A*
sitting on the dashboard of my car
D
it comes in colors pink and pleasant
G
it glows in the dark cause its iridescent
D A D
I'll take it with me whenever I go far
D
so give me my lady Madonna
G
dressed in rhinestones and sitting on a
D A*
pedestal of abalone shells
D
driving 90 but I'm not scared
G
because I've got my Virgin Mary
D A D
assuring me that I will never go to hell
D (Plucking D string)
D
And by the way You know that
D
hope will make you strange
D
Make you blink, make you blank, make you sink
D G
It will make you afraid of change
G
And often blame
G
The box with the view of the world
And the walls that fill the frame
D
I turn it up
D
but then I turn it off
D
Because I can't stand when they start to talk
About the hurting and killing
G
Whose shoes are we filling
G
The damage and ruin
G
Man, the things that we're doing
Good god, We gotta stop, we gotta turn it all off
D
We gotta rewind
D
and start it up again
A**
Because we fell across the fall line
A G
Ain't there nothing sacred anymore
G D
Nana nana nana na
G, D, G, D, G, D
D
Somebody saw him jump
But nobody saw him slip
I guess he lost a lot of hope
And then he lost his grip
Now he's lying in the freeway
In the middle of this mess
Guess we lost another one
Just like the other one
D
Optimistic hypocrite
That didn't have the nerve to quit
The things that kept him wanting more
Until he finally reached the core
A*
He fell across the fall line
A G
Ain't there nothing sacred anymore
G?
A*
We all fell across the fall line
A G
Ain't there nothing sacred anymore
G D
Nana nana nana na
G, D, G, D
G D
Nana nana nana na
G D G
All my friends are getting older,
A Bm
I guess I must be too.
Without their love and kindness
A
I don?t want I?ll do
Oh the wine bottle?s half empty
A Bm
The money?s all been spent
We?re a cross between our parents
And hippies in a tent.
Oh, Love calls just like a wild bird
A Bm
It?s just another day
Spring blew my list of things to do away.
G,D,G,D
G D G
In a mucked up lovely river
A Bm
I cast my my little fly
But I look at that river and I smell it and
it makes me want to cry, Oh
G D
To clean our dirty planet
A Bm
Now there?s a noble wish
Now I putting shoulder to the wheel
A
Cause I wanna catch some fish, Oh
G D
Love calls just like a wild bird
A Bm
It?s just another day
Spring blew my list of things to do away.