Struck a Nerve

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G                        Bb
 There's an old man on a city bus
           G
 Holding a candy cane
       Bb                   G
And it isn't even Christmas
                       Bb
He sees a note in the obituary that
    F               C
His last friend has died
G                    Bb
 There's an infant clinging to his
            G
 Overweight mother in the cold
        Bb                        G
As they go to shop for cigarettes
                        Bb
And she spends her last dollar on a
          F     C     Gm  F
Bottle of vodka for tonight

      Bb       F        Gm
And I guess it struck a nerve
       F      C         Gm
Like I had to squint my eyes
        F         Gm
You can never get out of the line of
F      C
Sight
       Bb     F      Gm
Like a barren winter day
     F        C        Gm
Or a patch of unburned green
       Gm     F    Gm  D
Like a tragic real dreeaam
  Eb       F        G     Bb
I guess it struck a nerve

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 G  Bb
 F  C

G              Bb
 Every day I wander in negative
      G
 Disposition
          Bb                    G
As I'm bombarded by superlatives
          Bb             F
Realizing very well that I am not
 C
Alone
G                   Bb
 Introverted, I look to tomorrow for
     G
 Salvation
        Bb                     G
But I'm thinking altruistically
                  Bb             F
And a wave of overwhelming doubt turns
 C     Gm  F
 Me to stone

      Bb       F        Gm
And I guess it struck a nerve
       F      C          Gm
Sent a murmur through my heart
        F           Gm
We just haven't got time to crack the
F    C
Maze
       Bb    F        Gm
Like a magic speeding clock
     F      C      Gm
Or a cancer in our cells
     Gm     F      Gm D
A collision in the daaark
  Eb       F        G  Bb  G  Bb
I guess it struck a neeeeeerrrrve
One, two!

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 G  Bb  F  C
 G  Bb  G  Bb
 G  Bb  F  C  Gm

  Eb   F              G
I trrryyy to close my eyes
    Eb         F             G
But I cannot ignore the stimuli
             Eb             F
If there's a purpose for us all, it
          G         Bb
Remains a secret to me
      Eb        F          D7
Don't ask me to justify my life

         Bb       F        Gm
'Cause I guess it struck a nerve (It
Struck a nerve!)
       F      C         Gm
Like I had to squint my eyes
        F         Gm
You can never get out of the line of
F     C
Sight
       Bb    F        Gm
Like a magic speeding clock
     F      C      Gm
Or a cancer in our cells
     Gm     F      Gm D
A collision in the daaark
  Eb       F        G  Bb
I guess it struck a nerve

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 Eb  F
 G  Bb  G  Bb
 G  Bb  Eb  F
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