Sydney City Trash

Dirty Windscreens Ukulele Chords

Intro is the same as the chorus.


G
The record keeps skipping through dirty windscreens 
Am                         C
And it's one never ending cliche highway scene
        G            F/G            Em
and the visit's too short and the journeys too long
C                                    D
It feels like we're trapped in some damn burnouts song
C
But no tool belts or steel caps just drums and guitars
D
And we don't work in mines we just sing songs in bars



Chorus:
C                               D
It's a broken down dream but we call it a life
        G        F/G         Em
Like a circus performer who swallows the knife
C
Just to spit out the handle and choke on the blood
       D
It's a broken a broken down dream but we pray it's enough



G
I'd give the devil my soul for a good show tonight
Am                                  C
Just a glimpse just a sign I'm not wasting my life
          G        F/G             Em
Give me hellfire eternal when I'm done with this earth
C                                D
And Satan one more thing please let them buy merch
C
Cause the van is sure thirsty we've got a long way to drive
D
And we better get going or we won't make it on time


Chorus:
C                               D
It's a broken down dream but we call it a life
        G        F/G         Em
Like a circus performer who swallows the knife
C
Just to spit out the handle and choke on the blood
       D
It's a broken a broken down dream but we pray it's enough

C D x4

Am 
And the stranded bored and stagnant they point to their chains
C
And in hushed tortured voices ask how dare we complain
Am
They think the damnationon it comes standing still 
C
But we know all too well it's this distance that kills
Am
All the flowers and crosses that haunt these roadsides
C                                 D
And we swear sometimes it's like swallowing knives



Chorus:
C                               D
It's a broken down dream but we call it a life
        G        F/G         Em
Like a circus performer who swallows the knife
C
Just to spit out the handle and choke on the blood
       D
It's a broken a broken down dream but we pray it's enough


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