Fly me to the
earth (1969)
Em C
1. We live in plastic rooms and plastic houses
and plastic towns,
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G B7
and
even the sky is plastic ceiling painted blue.
Em C
The streets with plastic trees
are so unreal, they bring you down,
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and
it sounds so plastic when people say, „How do you do?”
Em C
Fly me to the Earth where the grass is green,
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- B7
and birds can be seen, that's
paradise.
Em C
Fly me to the Earth where the flowers grow,
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B7
and where the rivers flow, that's
nice.
Em C
2. We dress in plastic clothes, we go in roads but where can we go ?
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B7
Living in the sky is not
living high.
Em C
We leave the land behind, its
broken sky, I wonder why,
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oh,
some day we will turn to plastic and surely we will die.
+ CHORUS (2x) + Em
+ instrumental = CHORUS …
(orig. = capo 2nd) (The Wallace Collection)