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From: jo94003@black.ox.ac.uk (G W Owen)
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> G D A D
> Pedro lives out of the Wiltshire Hotel
> G D A D
> He looks out a window without glass
> G D A D
> The walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet
> G D A D
> His father beats him 'cos he's too tired to beg..
>
>[same throughout]
> He's got 9 brothers and sisters, they're brought up on their knees
> Its hard to run when a coathanger beats you on the thighs
> Pedro dreams of being older and killing the old man
> But thats a slim chance, he's going to the boulevard..
>
> [Chorus]
> He's going to end up on the Dirty Boulevard
> He's going out on the Dirty Boulevard
> He's going down to the Dirty Boulevard
> [chords once through]
>
> This room cost $300 a day you can believe it man its true
> Somewhere a landlords laughing till he wets his pants
> No one dreams of being a doctor or a lawyer or anything
> They dream of dealing on the Dirty Boulevard
>
> Give me your hungry, your tired, your poor I'll piss on them
> That's what the statue of bigotry says
> Your poor huddled masses lets club 'em to death
> Get it over with and just dump 'em on The Boulevard
>
> [rpt Chorus]
>
> Outside it a bright night there's an opera at Lincoln Centre
> And movie stars arrive by limousine
> The kleig light shoot up over the skyline of Manhattan
> But the lights are out on the mean streets
>
> A small kid stands by the Lincoln Tunnel
> He's selling plastic roses for a buck
> The traffics backed up to 39th Street
> The TV whores are calling the cops out for a suck
>
> Back at the Wiltshire,Pedro sit there dreaming
> He's found a book on magic in a garbage can
> He looks at the pictures and stares up at the cracked cieling
> "At the count of 3" he says "I hope I can disappear"
> And fly fly away....
>
> [rpt and fade]
>
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>
> The timings pretty straight 4s except for a burst of triplets at the
>end of each chorus...
> I hope this posts ok
>
> Gaz
> xxxx
>--
>G W Owen (jo94003@black.ox.ac.uk)
> "There are these two women outside a shop and one of them points at the window
> and says 'Thats the one I'd get.'
> Then they both got eaten by a Cyclops"
