C Em G D (x2)
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Every mornin' when I wake up, to the noise of honkin' trucks.
Em G Am Em D
It's half past three and I'm on the bus, the pain it gives me, it's just too much.
Em G Am Em D
I see a man in ripped up clothes, and he's sittin' there on the side of the road.
Em G Am Em D
Now I'm feelin' pretty sad, because to that guy, I'm a really rich man.
C Em G D
But, Heyyy, Its a war in the skyyyyyy (x2)