[ Lions von Dire Straits ]
Intro: Bm7 D A G Bm7 D A G Bm7 Bm7 Bm7 F# C9 (Stop)
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Red sun, go down way over dirty town
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Starlings are sweeping around crazy shoals
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Yes, and a girl is there, high heeling across the square
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The wind it blows around in her hair, and the flags upon the poles
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Waiting in the crowd to cross at the light
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She looks around to find a face she can like.
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Church bell, clinging on, trying to get a crowd, Evensong
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Nobody cares to depend upon, the chime it plays
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They're all in the station, praying for trains, the congregation's, late again
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It's getting darker, all the time, these flagpole days
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Drunk old soldier he gives her a fright
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He's crazy lion howling for a fight.
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Strap hanging, gunshot sound, door slamming on the, overground
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The starlings are tough, but the lions are made of stone
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Her evening paper is horror torn, but there's hope later for, capricorns
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Her lucky stars give her just enough, ... to get her home
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Then she's reading about a swing to the right
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But she's thinking about a stranger in the night
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I'm thinking about the lions, I'm thinking about the lions
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A fade out
What happened to the lions, tonight (tonight) (tonight)
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