|:F |Gm |Dm |F |Gm |C :|
F Gm
Well, there are 16 people in Danny’s apartment
F Gm
16 people are living in there
F Dm
Remember the days of rent control
C Bb
Grandpa remembers rock and roll
F Gm
These days won’t last forever
F Gm
These days won’t last for long
F Gm
You know, somebody somewhere owes us a favor
F Dm
That’s how things really get done
C Bb C Bb
In this World of Opportunities, it’s a Land of Possibilities
F Bb C Bb
We wanna live in a dirty old town
F Bb C Bb
Building it up, tearing us down
F Bb C Bb
With our head in the clouds and our feet on the ground
F Bb F
We wanna live— dirty old town
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|:F |Gm :|
Now when the ladies come from Kansas
They wear their traditional colors
F Dm
Today the fabrics are ragged and torn
C Bb
The clothes on their backs is all that they own
|:F |Gm :|
They say, “Don’t draw attention to yourself
They’ll tear you apart for a couple of bucks
F Dm
Keep you head down and keep you nose clean
C Bb
‘Cause people who’re scared do dangerous things”
|:F |Gm :|
These days can’t last forever
These days can’t last for long
You know someday things will get better
F Dm
Somehow things will get done
C Bb C Bb
It’s a World of Possibilities, it’s a Land of Opportunities
F Bb C Bb
We wanna live in a dirty old town
F Bb C Bb
Building it up, tearing us down
F Bb C Bb
Head in the clouds and our feet on the ground
F Bb F
We wanna live— dirty old town
|:F |Gm |Dm |F |Gm |C Bb :|
|:F |Gm :|
These days shoes are worn only on special occasions
Battles are fought for fam’ly and nations
F Dm
Maybe you pray, but God isn’t home
C Bb
And there’s no guarantee that justice be done
F Bb C Bb
We wanna live in a dirty old town
F Bb C Bb
Building it up, tearing us down
F Bb C Bb
Head in the clouds and our feet on the ground
F Bb F
We wanna live— dirty old town
|:F |Gm |Dm |F |Gm |C Bb :|