Originally in E, I play in E
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| Uh-huh, | shattered |
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| Shattered |
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| Love and hope and sex and dreams |
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| Are | still surviving on the streets |
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| And | look at me, | I’m in tatters |
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| I’m a-shattered |
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| Shattered |
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| Friends are so alarming |
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| And my l | over’s never charming |
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| Life’s just a cocktail party, | on the street, Big Apple |
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| People dressed in plastic bags |
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| Directing traffic |
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| Some kind of fashion, | shattered |
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| Laughter, joy, and loneliness and s | ex and sex and sex and sex |
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| And | look at me, | I’m in tatters |
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| I’m a-shattered |
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| Shattered |
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| All this chitter-chatter, titter-t | atter, chitter-chatter ‘bout |
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| Shmatta, shmatta, shmatta, I can’t g | ive it away on 7th Avenue |
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| This town’s been wearing t | atters (shattered) |
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| (Shattered) |
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| Work and work for love and sex |
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| Ain’t you hungry for success |
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| Succe | ss, success, success |
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| Does it matter? |
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| Shattered |
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| Does it matter? |
Solo
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| F#m | A | D | G | C | F | A | E |
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| Ahhh, l | ook at me, | I’m a shattered |
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| I’m a shattered |
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| Look at me, | I’m a shattered |
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| Yeah | (shattered) |
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| Pride and joy and greed and sex |
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| That’s what makes our town the best |
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| Pride and joy and dirty dreams and |
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| Still surviving on the street |
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| And | look at me, | I’m in tatters |
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| Yeah, | I’ve been battered |
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| What does it matter |
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| Does it matter |
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| Uh-huh, | does it matter |
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| Uh-huh, | I’m a shattered |
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| (Shattered) |
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| (Shattered) |
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| (Shattered) |
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| (Shattered, shattered) |
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| Don’t you know the crime rate’s going |
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| Up, up, up, up |
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| U | p, to l | ive in this town you must be |
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| Tough tough, tough, tough, tough! |
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| (Shattered) |
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| You got r | ats on the west side |
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| Bed bugs uptown |
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| What a mess this town’s in tatters |
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| I’ve been shattered |
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| My brain’s been battered, | splattered all over Manhattan |
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| What say? |
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| Uh-huh, this town’s full of | money grabbers |
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| Go a | head, bite the Big | Apple, don’t mind the maggots |
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| Uh-huh, my | brain’s been battered |
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| My friends they come around they |
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| Flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter |
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| Flatter, flatter, flatter |
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| Pile it up |
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| Pile it up, pile it h | igh on the platter |
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