Chords for The Mechanisms - Tales To Be Told, Volume II - 7 - Lucky Sevens (Lyrics)

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_ _ In the dying light of Malone's twin suns, I set low the [A] city's scape.
_ [G] I [Gm] find you in the [F] back of an orphan house, [Bb] _ [A] dreaming [Dm] of escape.
_ Well, the name's Smooth Mickey, I've been watching your work, _ the way [A] that it burns.
[G] But you don't [Gm] understand [F] who runs this [Bb] world, I think [Dm] it's time you learned.
Well, the Lucky Sevens, they rule the streets.
Their dice are [A] loaded and they play for [Gm] keeps.
The fire burns [F] bright in the cool dark [Bb] night, when the [A] sevens are [Dm] in luck.
_ So take my hand, let's get out of here, Uncle Mickey will show [A] you the way.
[Gm] We can use your [F] _
pyromaniacal talents.
[Dm] _ Ashes, what do you say?
_ Well, all eleven years of my life I've been alone, and now [A] there's you.
_ _ [G] So hand me the matches [F] and the gasoline, [Bb] cause [Dm] we've got work to do.
_ I'm a Lucky Seven, I'm in my bed of leaps.
I got a loaded dice [A] and I was born to cheat.
[Gm] The fire burns [F] bright in the heat of night, [Bb] when the [A] sevens are [Dm] in luck. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ Mickey been a seven a long, long time, twelve years if it's been [A] a day.
_ [G] Well, the aces are [F] moving on our turf, [Bb] and they seem [Dm] to know our play.
_ We got a stool pigeon in our racks, and I've been hunting [A] down the snitch.
_ [G] Well, the trail leads back [F] to you, Uncle Dick.
[Bb] Hey, [A] Mac's gonna [Dm] be a bitch.
Well, I always knew you were a real smart kid.
I figured you might [A] track me down.
[G] But they don't call me [F] Smooth Mickey for nothing.
[Dm] I'm the big boss of this town.
Well, you see, I needed a fall guy for the sevens to send [A] to the grave.
_ [Gm] And by the smoke that you smell, [F] and the heat at your heels, [Bb] you can guess [A] whose [Dm] name I gave.
_ Well, the Lucky Sevens, they got you beat.
Your dice may be loaded, [A] but they melt in the heat.
[Gm] The fire burns [Dm] bright under you tonight, cause ashes you're out of.
_ _ Oh, the fire _ _ scorches your flesh, and the smoke fills [A] your lungs.
_ [Gm] Looks like your old snake [F] eyes ashes O'Reilly.
[Gm] I guess [Dm] your game is done. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ No, _ no, no, no, no, no, no.
Ain't [Em] no way I saw you burn.
Yeah, it's funny how that works out [F] for you, isn't it?
What, what, what happened?
It was nothing personal.
_ [Gm] Join up with me and the Aces.
We're gonna rule this [Dm] world.
No, I think I'll pass, actually.
_ _ [Em] Killing me ain't gonna do you no good, Ashes.
Oh, but it will make me feel so [F] much better.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
It's not just me.
The Aces, [Gm] the Sevens, the Cuffs,
they're all in it together.
[A] What you gonna do?
Ain't enough gasoline out there to burn down [Bb] an entire planet.
It's funny, actually.
I might have believed [Bm] you if you'd said that a while ago. _
Things have changed.
[C] No, Ashes.
[Db] Ashes, wait!
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_ _ Well, the lucky _ Sevens have lost their game.
Loaded dice don't help [A] when your world's [Gm] aflame.
The fire burns bright [F] _
everywhere tonight.
[Bb] Cause the [A] Sevens, [Bb]
the [A] Sevens, [Bb] the _ Sevens [A]
are out [Dm] of luck. _ _ _
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