The 33rd of August
F Bb A D
Dorororororo rorororo Do doro do ro ro roro rorororo
Lord, today there is no salvation, the band packed up and gone
Left me standing with my penny in my hand
Thereâs a big crowd at the station where the blind man sings his songs
But he can see what they canât, understand.
Itâs the thirty-third of August and Iâm finally touching down
G Em A D
Eight days from Sunday finds me Saturday bound
Once I stumbled through the darkness, tumbled to my knees
A thousand voices screaming in my brain
Woke up in a squad car busted down for vagrancy
Outside my cell as sure as hell it looked like rain
But now Iâve put my dangerous feelings under lock and chain
Yes, I killed my violent nature with a smile
Though the demons danced and sung their songs within my fevered brain
Not all my God-like thoughts Lord were defiled
Chorus + Intro
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