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Desperate Times

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1                       Last night I dreamt of you, Abbie Hoffman peddling your books   alternate chording Last night I dreamt of you,                                        1
2                                          I gave five bucks to you, the other kids just gave you dirty looks   Abbie Hoffman peddling your books, I gave five                                                                   2
3  I said, "I'm sorry it didn't work out quite the way                   you planned"   bucks to you,                                      the other kids just gave you dirty 3
4  You said, "That's silly, boy, the revolution is at hand"   looks. I said "I'm sorry it didn't work out        4
1  quite the way you planned." You said,1
2  "That's silly boy, the revolution is at2
3  hand."3
      
5  And if you got a ten spot brother, I got a dime   And if you got a ten spot brother, I got a dime, 5
6  These are desperate, desperate times   These are desperate, desperate times. 6
      
7  Last night I dreamt of you, Pepe Lopez strung out on a stage   Last night I dreamt of you, Pepe Lopez strung out               7
8                 It don't even look like you, smiling like sawed-off twenty gauge   on a stage, It don't even look like you, smiling                                 8
9                                   I still remember the Telecaster down around your knees   like sawed-off twenty gauge. I still remember the                                        9
10                                          It's late November and I think I smell tequila on the breeze   Telecaster down around your knees, It's late                                                              10
4  November and I think I smell tequila on the4
5  breeze.5
      
11  And if you got the Cuervo, honey, I got the lime   And if you got the Cuervo honey, I got the lime, 11
12  These are desperate, desperate times                 These are desperate, desperate times. And if you 12
13  And if you got the shotgun, honey, I got the crime                             got the shotgun honey, I got the crime, These are 13
14  These are desperate, desperate times               desperate, desperate times. 14
      


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