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28.05.2009    Alphaville - Lassie Come Home (Íå â³äîìî)
		Lassie Come Home

		C                        Am
		Lonely boy gazing on the afternoon
		                Em                                G
		People drifting cross the surface of the twilight day
		                        C                    Am
		There's a Little Yellow Man, standing by the railway station
		                   Em                               G
		Painting portraits on the brickwalls of Billie Holloway
		B
		Lovely Lady S.M.I.L.E.
		F                        C                         G       D
		Dance, my dear, I'm only operating on "Lassie Come Home"
		Asus4                         Am                                 E       Dm
		"This was authentic you" she spoke, "this was authentic you who blew me cold"
		Am                      E                                    G
		He had no chance to realize, it hit her straight between the eyes
		             D
		So I've been told
		C                                  Am
		In the park, she's giving out some photographs
		                      Em                                G
		On which she's giving out some photos of what she hands around
		                C                                 Am
		"They videoed a ghost tonight", she said before I turned it out
		                   Em                             G
		"It rode an orange paper-bike, and left without a sound."
		B
		Keep on riding, Sir
		F                    C                          G          D
		Open up the door and shout it out: "Lassie Come Home, Come Home!!!"
		Asus4                          Am                                 E                 Dm
		"This was authentic you?" she spoke, "this was authentic you who blew, who blew me cold"
		Am                    E                                     G
		I had no chance to realize, it hit her straight between the eyes
		             D
		So I've been told
		C                           Am
		Lonely girl dancing in the music hall
		                      Em                                 G
		Lightning struck her silver starship and turned it into stone
		                             C                    Am
		And now it's falling all the time into that void beyond her grey eyes
		                 Em                               G
		Somewhere a telephone is ringing, but nobody's at home
		B                        F                          C
		"Hello, Junkie-Sweetheart, listen now this is your Captain calling:
		                 G     D
		Your Captain is dead."
		B                    F                    C                             G   D
		Keep on riding, Sir, open up the door and shout it out - shout it out...
		B                F                 C G D
		Lassie Come Home - Lassie Come Home - Lassie Come Home...
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