F#m 
Out of my garden, passed the battle cruiser, 
                        Bm 
We jumped over cemetery gates, 
F#m 
There on the wasteland, we saw the horizon, 
                        Bm 
I noticed your pupils dilate. 


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G              Bm          F#m               G 
They're at it again, let's roll just like we used to, 
   G                   Bm        F#m                    G 
In fields when we were young our hearts got lost in the circles, 
   A      Bm     A        Bm 
We had it all, a rise and fall. 


Came from the booze and the fags generation, 
And prayed for the mayhem to start, 
You said you were foolish but I saw the genius, 
In pulling the stitches apart. 


Bm       D                 A             E  
So raise your glass to the ones who have passed, 
        G              F#m 
And the ones that got away, ohh.