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A
a million hopeless faces
C
dwell within protected walls,
G
all waiting for a moment in their lives
D
when they can heed the clarion call,
A
and it's all so oppressive
C
my mind feels like a sieve,
G
this city is overcrowded man
D
and I need room to live
A C
big bang, big crunch,
G D
you know there's no free lunch
A C
kneel down and pray,
G D
here comes your judgment day
A C
big crunch, you know
G D
it's going to be quite a show
A C G D
what goes around always comes around