R.E.M.

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         D
I can't see myself at thirty,
         C
I don't buy a lacquered thirty
             D
Caught like flies, preserved for tomorrow's
 C             D
jewelry, again

Lighted in the amber yard
A green shellback, green shellback
Preserved for tomorrow's eyes,
in a tree beer tar-black br'er sap

        G                       Em
The biggest wagon is the empty wagon
is the noisiest
     G                 Em
The consul a horse, oh man, I think
       A
we're lost

Who will tend the farm museums,
who will dust today's belongings
Who will sweep the floor,
hedging near the givens

Rally round your leaders
it's the mediator season
Diane is on the beach,
do you realize the life she's led

chorus

The biggest wagon is the empty wagon
is the noisiest
A matter, of course, Jefferson,
drive it (turn around!)

Lighted in the amber yard,
a green shellback, green shellback
Skylight, sty-tied, Nero pie-tied,
in a tree tar-black br'er sap

Reason has harnessed the tame,
a lodging, not stockader's game
Another Greenville, another Magic Mart,
Jeffer, grab your fiddle

chorus

Lost