433 Am Running Shoes
Roger Waters - 4.33 AM (Running Shoes) Added to UG By Mikhailo (mikhailo_@mail.ru)
Am
So I stood by the roadside
F The soles of my running shoes gripping the tarmac
Am F Like gunmetal magnets
Am Fixed on the front of her Fassbinder face
F Was the kind of a smile
Am That only a rather dull child could have drawn
F While attempting a graveyard in the moonlight
Am But she was impressed
F You could see that she thought I looked fine
Am And when she turned sweeter
F The reason (between you and me) was
Am F She'd just seen my green Lamborghini
C Am So we went for a spin in the country
C Am To feel the wind in our hair
C Am To feel the power of my engine
C Am C Am C... To feel the thrill of desire
F C And then in the trees I heard a twig snap
F C Warning lights flashed on my map
F C F I opened my eyes and to my surprise
