Ballad Of The Lower East Side

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          BALLAD OF THE LOWER EAST SIDE - Michael Monroe
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Tabbed by: peteihis



CHORUS, ACOUSTIC:
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Things are different today back in New York.
                                               
I lived down on third street way back in that day.
                                          
There were junkies, pimps and s. Hallelujah!
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Now it s squeaky clean, there s no place left to stay.


INTRO, DRUMS:
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BAND IN:
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CHORUS:
                                   
Things are different today back in New York.
                                               
I lived down on third street way back in that day.
                                          
There were junkies, pimps and s. Hallelujah!
                                                  
Now it s squeaky clean, there s no place left to stay.


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VERSE 1:
                                     
I remember well the streets an  all that smell.
                                         
Rats and roaches in my kitchen -- oh in  hell!
                                
Landlord at my door, always wanting more.
                                
Local dealer kept the thugs away!  (Hey, go!)


SOLO, GUITAR:
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VERSE 2:
                                                
It was such a perfect mess, what they call the L.E.S.
                                                   
Life was art on every corner, but now there is so much less.
                                             
There s Wi-Fi in Tompkins Square but ask me if a care.
                              
Gimme back that Apple In Decay!  (Let s go!)



CHORUS:
                                   
Things are different today back in New York.
                                               
I lived down on third street way back in that day.
                                          
There were junkies, pimps and s. Hallelujah!
                                                  
Now it s squeaky clean, there s no place left to stay.


                                                  
Now it s squeaky clean, there s no place left to play.
                                            
Now it s squeaky clean, there s no place left to stay.


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