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The Low Spark Of High

Traffic

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Subject: music : LOW SPARK OF HIGH-HEELED BOYS
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Title:                  THE LOW SPARK OF HIGH-HEELED BOYS       (Traffic)
                Am                                        Bm
                If you see something that looks like a star
                And it's shooting up out of the ground
                And your head is spinning from a loud guitar
                And you just can't escape from the sound
                Don't worry too much it'll happen to you
                We were children once playing with toys

                        A                           E
                And the thing that you're hearing is only the sound
                       G            D           C
                Of the low spark of high-heeled boys

        A7 D A7 A7                              D        A7
        Chorus: The percentage you're paying is too high priced
            |   A7                                    D A7
            |   While you're living beyond all you're means
            |   A7                               D            A7
            |   And the man in the suit has just bought a new car
            |            G                        D
            |   From the profit he's made on your dreams
            |         G                          D
            |   But today you just read that the man was shot dead
            |        G                        D
            |   By a gun that didn't make any noise
            |          A                      E
            |   But it wasn't the bullet that laid him to rest
            |           G            D           C
            |   Was the low spark of high-heeled boys.

                LEAD: Am Bm

                Am                              Bm
                If you had just a minute to breathe
                And they granted you one final wish
                Would you ask for something like another chance
                Or something similar as this
                Don't worry too much it'll happen to you
                As sure as your sorrows are joys

                        A                         E
                And the thing that disturbs you is only the sound
                       G            D           C
                Of the low spark of high-heeled boys

                (Chorus)

                LEAD: Am Bm

                Am                                Bm
                If I gave you everything that I owned
                And asked for nothing in return
                Would you do the same for me as I would for you
                Or take me for a ride
                And strip me of everything including my pride
                But spirit is something that no one destroys

                        A                         E
                And the sound that disturbs you is only the sound
                       G            D           C
                Of the low spark of high-heeled boys

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All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in the rain.