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Tom: D

D
Holiday, O, A Holiday!
    G            D      A
And the best one of the year
D
Dozing off underneath my sheets
        G     D       A
While I cover both my ears

    G    A          D    G           A       D
But if I wait for a holiday could it stop my fear?
   G     A      D        G         A         D
To go away on a summer’s day never seemed so clear

Holiday, still so far away
Our republic on the beach
I can’t forget just how bad it gets
When I’m counting on my teeth

But if I wait for a holiday
Could it stop my fear?
To go away on a summer’s day
Never seemed so clear

G            A
A vegetarian since the invasion
D                         G
She’d never seen the word BOMBS
G                          A
She’d never seen the words blown up
   D            G
To 96 point Futura
                    A
She’d never seen an AK
      D              G
In a yellowy Day Glo display
                       A                            D
A t-shirt so lovely it turned all the history books grey

I’ve got wheels, I’ve got cutter spray
And a healthy sense of worth
Half of me is the gasoline
But the other half’s the surf
So if I wait for a holiday could it stop my fear?
To go away on a summer’s day never seemed so clear