Chords for Francis Dunnery "Back In NYC" (Genesis) Live 2008

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_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] So you think I'm a tough kid, _ _ is _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ that what you _ heard?
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ Well [C] I'd like to see some _ action, _ _ _ _ _ _ and then it [Bb] gets into my blood. _
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[C] They call me the _ _ _ _ trailblazer, really like brick laser.
[Bb] I'm a pitcher in a chain gang, [F] we don't believe in pain.
[C] Cause we're lonely but strong, yes we're lonely but _ strong.
As [Bb] the weakest link _ _ [F] in the _ _ chain. _ _
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[Bb] I had to get it out of me, [C] if you know what I [F] mean, what [C] I _ _ mean. _ _
I see faces and traces of home, _ back in [Bb] New York City. _ _ _
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I [C] see faces and traces of _ _ _ _ _ _ _ home, back in [Bb] New York City. _ _
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_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ I say I must be crazy, _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ cause I don't [F] care who I hit. _ _ _ _
But [C] I know it's me that's hitting _ out, _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] an eye _ _ _ full [F] of shit. _ _ _ _
I [C] don't care who I hurt, I don't care who I do wrong.
[Bb] This is your mess I'm stuck in, [F] I really don't belong.
When [C] I take out my _ _ filled up high with gasoline. _
You [Bb] can tell by the night fires [F] where real has been, _ [C] has _ been. _ _
_ I see faces and traces of home, _ back in [Bb] New York City. _
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I [C] see faces and traces of _ _ _ _ _ _ _ home, _ back in [Bb] New York City. _
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I see faces and traces [C] of home, back in New York City.
You sit it in your comfort, you don't believe I'm real.
You [Bb] can't buy _ prediction [F] from the _ way [G] that [F] I feel.
[C] _ Your progressive _ hypocrites _ hand out their trash.
I'm [Bb] _ _ a first place [F] so I'll burn it to ash.
[C] But I've tasted all the strongest meats, I've played them.
Now in colored sheets, [Bb] _ _ lay _
_ [F] them _ down.
In colored [C] sheets who needs the illusion _ of love and action.
When you're [Bb] out [C] walking in the streets, [F] your main line, _ connection, _ _ [C] connection. _ _ _
_ I see faces and traces of home, _ back in New [Bb] York City.
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I [C] see faces and traces of home, _ back _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] in [Bb] New _ _ York City.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Back in New York [C] City. _ _ _
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