Dm7
Dm7
Everybody's singing the same song
D
It goes "tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight" (tonight)
Dm/F D
I never realized these artists thought so much about dying
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Dm7
But truth be told we all have the same end
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Could make you cry, cry, cry, cry, cry
Dm/F
But I'm telling you
D
This is the best news you're getting all week
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Dm7
Oh sure it's ruling the airwaves
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What remains of the airwaves
Dm/F D
And we're frankly thankful for the market psychology you're hipping us to
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Dm7
And all the hits are saying the same thing
Dm D
There's only tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight (tonight)
Dm/F
And life is finite
Dm7 D
But shit, it feels like forever
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It feels like forever
(ah)
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Dm7
Oh is everybody feeling the same stuff?
Dm7 D (D)
We're all wild
Dm7
Except for you
Dm7
And you know who you are
Dm7 D (D)
This is a love song
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Dm7
And you're getting older
Dm7 Dm7 D
I promise you this; you're getting older
(D) (D)
And there's improvements unless
Dm7
You're such a winner
Dm7 Dm7
That the future's a nightmare
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And there's nothing I can do
(D) (D)
Nothing anyone can do about this
Dm/F G
And oh, oh
D F G
I'm offering you a chance to get even
Dm/F G
And oh, oh
D F G
you know very well the dialect of negation
Dm/F G
Sure enemies haunt you with spit and derision
D F G
But friends are the ones who can put you in an exile
F G D
But that's not right
D
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Dm/F
And you're too sharp to be used
Dm7
Or you're too shocked from being used
Dm/F
By these bullying children of the fabulous
Dm7
Raffling off limited edition shoes
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Dm/F
And what's it you do again?
(Dm7)
Oh I'm a reminder
(Dm7)
The hobbled veteran of the disk shop inquisition
(Dm7)
Set to parry the cocksure of men's sick filth
(Dm7)
With my own late era middle-aged ramblings
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Dm7
Every lover favors the same things
Dm D
It's all "touch me, touch me, touch me" (touch me tonight)
Dm7 D
We maybe realize what it is we need before we die
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Dm/F
And luck is always better than skill at things
D
We're flying blind
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Dm/F
Oh good gracious
Dm7
I sound like my mom!
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Dm/F G
But out of the little rooms and onto the streets
D F (F) G
You've lost your internet and we've lost our memory
Dm/F G
We had a paper trail that led to our secrets
D F (F) G
But embarrassing pictures have now all been deleted
Dm/F G
By versions of selves that we thought were the best ones
D F (F) G
'Till versions of versions of others repeating
Dm/F G
Come laughing at everything we thought was important
D F (F) G
While still making mistakes that you thought you had learned from
Dm/F G
And reasonable people know better than you
D F (F) G
That cost in the long run but they don't know the short game
Dm/F G
And terrible people know better than you
D F (F) G
They're used and abused of the once so dear listener
Dm/F G
So you will be badgered and taunted and told that
D F (F) G
You're missing a party that you'll never get over
Dm/F G
You hate the idea that you're wasting your youth
D F (F) G
That you stood in the background oh until you got older
Dm7 G D
But that's all lies
F G D
That's all lies
D