Turn the Page chords and lyrics - THE STREETS

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[Intro 1]
[A]
[Am]

[Verse 1]
That's it, turn [Am]the page on the day,
walk away
'Cause there's sense in what I say
I'm forty-fifth generation
generation Roman
But I don't know 'em
or care when I'm spitting
So return to your sitting position and listen,
it's fitting
And I'm miles ahead and
they chase me
Show your face on TV then we'll see
You can't do half my crew laughs
at your rhubarb and custard verses
You rain down curses but I'm waving,
your hearse's driving by

[Verse 2]
Streets riding high [Am]with the beats in the sky
All stare, eyes glazed,
garage burnt down
The fire raged for forty
days and in forty ways
But through the blaze they see it fade
The sea of black,
the beaming heat on their faces
Then a figure emerges from the wastage
Eyes transfixed with a piercing gaze
One hand clutching his sword
raised to the sky
They wonder how, they wonder why
The sky turns white,
it all becomes clear
They felt lifted from their fears
They shed tears in the light
after six dark years
Young bold soldiers, the fire burns,

[Verse 3]
cracks and smolders
[Am]Five years older and wiser
The fires are burning, on fire, never tire
Slay warriors in the forests
and on higher we sing
[G]Hear the[Am] strings rising,
the war's over, the bells ring
Memor[Dm]ies fading, soldiers slaying,
looks like geezers [G]raving
[Am]The hazy fog over the bullring,
the lazy ways the birds [Dm]sing
A new baby's born every day,
few [G]men may be scorned [Am]today

[Verse 4]
But look at things the other way [Am]'cause
it may well be your final [Dm]day
And then crowds roar,
they slay, they [G]all [Am]say
I produced this using only my bare wit
Give me a jungle,
a gar[Dm]age beat and admit defeat
Use war and pas[G]t injuries,
my [Am]metaphor is simile
Get all applications in to me before
the dead[Dm]line
'Cause it's a fine line between strife
[G]ful crimes and a life [Am]of crime
But you will reach the day
And it's all mine, you can [Dm]take it or leave it
I shake and reveal stage
trick[G]s like Jimi[Am] Hendrix

[Verse 5]
In the afterlife [Am]gladiators
meet their maker
Float [Dm]through the wheat fields
and lakes of blue water
To [G]the next life from the [Am]fortress
Away from the knives and the slaughter,
to their wives and [Dm]daughters
Once more before the Lord
[G]judges over all [Am]of us
It's in the is place you'll see me
Brace yourself [Dm]'cause this goes deep
I'll [G]show you the secrets
to sky [Am]and the birds
Actions speak louder than words
[Dm]Stand by me, [G]my apprentice
[Am]Be brave, clench fists
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