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Tod_ay Cthere's no salvaCtion, _ _ _ F the band's packed up and Fgone _ _ _
G _ _ _ I'm standing with myG penny _ _ _ C in my hand_ _ _ C _ _ _
C There's a _ _ _big crowd at theC station,_ _ _ F where the _ _ _blind man sings hisF song_ _ _
G _ _ _ But he can see whatG they _ _ _can't C under_ _ _stand C _ _
I_t's the Fthirty third of FAugust
And I'm Ffinally touching Cdown _ _ _ C _ _ _
F _ _ _ Eight daysDm from Sunday finds meG _ _ _SaturdayC bound_ _ _ C _ _ _
L_ord I Cstumbled through the Cdarkn_ _ _ess, F _ t_ _umbled to my Fknees _ _ _
G _ _ _ A thousandG voices _ _ _screaming C in my _ _ _brain C _ _ _
C I _ _ _woke up in theC jungle, _ _ _ but theF forest _ _ _ and theF trees_ _ _
G Of_ _ _fered me no shelterG _ _ _ from theC rain_ _ _ C _ _
I_t's the Fthirty third of FAugust
And I'm Ffinally touching Cdown _ _ _ C _ _ _
F _ _ _ Eight daysDm from Sunday finds meG _ _ _SaturdayC bound_ _ _ C _ _ _
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C I _ _ _put my dangerousC feelings_ _ _ F _ _ _ under lock andF chain_ _ _
G _ _ _ I killedG my _ _ _violent nature with aC smile_ _ _ C _ _
T_hough the Cde-m_ _ _ons danced and Csang t_ _ _heir songs F wit_ _ _hin my fe-vered Fbrain_ _ _
G _ _ _ Not all myG god-like _ _ _thoughts Lord were dCefiled_ _ _ C _ _
I_t's the Fthirty third of FAugust
And I'm Ffinally touching Cdown _ _ _ C _ _ _
F _ _ _ Eight daysDm from Sunday finds meG _ _ _SaturdayC bound_ _ _
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