Em2 024000 Am7 x02013 D/F# 20023x G 320033 Intro: Em2 Em2 Am7 Em2 Am7 Rain on the brain Em2 D/F# Am7 Now there's flowers in your window She oh she's so strange I dont know anything about her G If its all the same to you D/F# Here's what im gonna do Em2 I'm gonna write a song Am7 Gonna sing it to everyone G Then I'll sing it to you D/F# 'Cos it was you that wrote it too Em2 This could be the last train Search, within yourself, the feelings, everybody's got them You left me on the shelf And now there no one to rely on If its all the same to you Here's what im gonna do I'm gonna buy a gun Gonna shoot everything, everyone And them ill come for you Cos it was you that drove me to... This could be the last train Bridge: Em2 Am7...Am7 Em2 Am7 Window, with a room Em2 In her hair and on her jacket Am7 G There's a picture in white of Che Guevara D/F# As he sits beneath the tree, Em2 that's not important Am7 Well maybe he looked a bit like me G D/F# Am7 If you took all the little feelings in your heart G D/F# Am7 And took all those little feelings all apart G D/F# Am7 Em2 Oh now what's the point in doing all of that? To Giunga: "Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus, rumoresque senum severiorum omnes unius aestimemus assis. Da mi basia mille, deinde centum, dein mille altera, dein secunda centum, deinde usque altera mille, deinde centum; dein cum milia multa facerimus, conturbabimus illa, ne sciamus, aut ne quis malus invidere possit, cum tantum sciat esse basiorum." -Catullus Let's live, my Lesbia, and love each other and less than one "assis" . let's extime the rumors of the elderly . Give me one thousand kisses and then one hundred, so one thousand more and one hundred more, then withuout stopping for a moment one thousand more and one hundred more; finally, after we have summed up the many thusands, we will cheat on the total, either because we don't want to know it, or so that no one could enviously send us bad wishes when he will know the amount of our kisses.