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G# C# G# he hit me right in the face. G# C# D# i drove the falcon uptown. G# C# G# C# hung out in the library parking lot. G# D# G# the swelling'll never go down. C# G# D# tied a hiram walker in the lining of my father's old corduroy coat. G# C# G# C# big, big plans hatching in my brain and a G# D# G# big ugly lump in my throat. C# G# i drove up to harvey mudd and i played pinball G# D# 'till i didn't want to kill anyone. G# C# G# C# G# D# polished off all my cheap whiskey and stepped out into the california G# sun. G# C# G# singing bainne na mo is a gamna, G# C# D# and the juice of the barley for me. G# C# G# C# singing bainne na mo is a gamna, G# D# G# and the juice of the barley for me. Break: C# (C) G# D# G# C# (C) G# D# my thirst carried me up the coast, where it only got sharper god damn it. in a small room that got even smaller a block away from the wilamette. there was nowhere i needed to go. and nowhere i wanted to be. from my window looked out upon nothing. and nothing looked right back at me. i had a couple of things on my mind. a couple of problems to think through. and i drank 'till i couldn't see straight anymore -- until there was nothing to drink to. singing bainne na mo is a gamna, and the juice of the barley for me. singing bainne na mo is a gamna, and the juice of the barley for me. hey!