Em                            A             Am 
Please trip them gently, they don't like to fall 
Em    F 
Oh by jingo 
Em                               A        Am 
There's no room for anger, we're all very small 
Em     F 
Oh by jingo 
C                            G                             E 
We're painting our faces and dressing in thoughts from the skies 
         Am   Am7/G 
From paradise 
     D7                         Em 
They think that we're holding a secretive ball 
      F 
Won't someone invite them 
        G                      Am      Am7/G      Am/F#  Am/F 
They're just smaller children, that's all, after all 
Em                  A          Am 
Man is an obstacle, sad as the clown 
Em    F 
Oh by jingo 
Em                           A             Am 
So hold on to nothing and he won't let you down 
Em    F 
Oh by jingo 
     C                     G                        E 
Some people are marching together and some on their own    
      Am   Am7/G 
Quite alone 
D7                      Em 
Others are running, the smaller ones crawl 
    F                            G 
But some sit in silence, they're just older children 
      Am  Am7/G   Am/F#  Am/F 
That's all, after all 

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F#m B Bm F#m G 2X 

   C                      G                   E/G# 
I sing with impertinence, shading impermanent chords 
        Am    Am7/G 
With my words 
     D7                                 Em 
I've borrowed your time and I'm sorry I called 
        F                                G 
But the thought just occurred that we're nobody's children 
     Am Am7/G          Am/F#  Am/F 
at all                 after all 
Em                         A           Am 
Live till your rebirth and do what you will 
Em    F 
Oh by jingo 
Em                        A          Am 
Forget all I said, please bear me no ill 
Em    F           
Oh by jingo 

Em  A  Am  Em F 

Em  A  Am 
        After all 
Em  A  Am 
After all 

E   A  Am  E