RAY'S SONG

Written by:  Jeff Kranz
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C#m, A, E, B    	

Break:  	A, E, A-E
		A, E, A-E B

Adams apple like a potato...
He liked to arrive in cognato
A guitar guy of unhappy sobriety,
He didn't like his place in society.

I sang his song like a bird's broken wing.
He told me I looked like the demon of swing.
I wasted some time kissing Lou Reed.
When your mouth is empty, bacteria feed.

** CHORUS **

If the lead singer falls over dead, 
do the back-up girls keep singing?
And if God exists, and he hits you in the head,
Do your ears start ringing?

Go Na Na Na

Ray's on the Prozak, but I'm calling his bluff.
He ain't said a word, I think he's had enough.
His puzzle is scattered, He's afraid to play...
Sometimes who you are just gets in the way.

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He didn't get famous and he didn't die.
It's what he expected, he won't wonder why.
Break out the strings, the mic and the amp...
Ray doesn't feel good, he's takin a nap.

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