Chords for Meat Loaf - Midnight at the Lost and Found

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_ _ _ _ _ Stay rich in your mind and simply out that one [F] for you.
[G] We can sing it out together.
Sing tomorrow's overview.
Got them videos, I'm going home on my _ neighbor's.
It's like the ladies, now talk that talk about who loves who.
Who loves [C] who?
Silver [D] bullets in a jukebox, [C] spinning up [G] the round.
[C] And if I [D] see you at the back of the line,
it's meaning that the law's been [G] found.
Dead night, if I lost [C] them now, lost [G] souls in the hunted ground.
Pivoted [C] heart of guilt, if I [G] lost them now. _
_ Real nice, if I lost them now. _
_ Real [C] nice.
_ [G] And the double extenuating, you get [F] home just a long [G] way. _
Like baby, I've just arrived.
Schools keep changing faces, and their minds just slip [C] away.
[G] And like a long distance love affair,
soon you've got to pay. _
[C] Silver bullets [D] in a jukebox, [C] spinning up [G] the round.
[C] And if [D] I see you at the back of the line,
it's meaning that the law's been found.
[G] Dead night, if I lost [C] them now, [G] lost souls in the hunted ground.
Pivoted heart of [C] guilt, if I [G] lost them now.
_ Dead night, [C] if I lost [G] them now.
_ _ Dead night. _ _
Hang on, baby.
_ [D] Get you out of the way.
[Cm]
Barely up [D] and barely falling.
You feel today, [G]
yeah.
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_ [Em] _ Hang on, baby.
_ [D] Get you out of the way.
[C] Barely up and barely falling.
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_ _ [C] Silver [D] bullets in a [C] jukebox, spinning [G] up the round.
[C] And if I see [D] you at the back of the line,
it's all about the law's been found.
[G] Dead night, if I lost them now, lost souls in the hunted [F] ground.
Pivoted heart of [C] guilt, if I lost [G] them now.
Lost and [Ab] found.
Lost souls in the hunted ground.
Remedy for all your ills is the hope of midnight. _ _
Lost souls [F] in the hunted ground.
Remedy for all _
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_ _ _ _ _ your ills is the hope of midnight. Lost souls.
_ In the hopes. _
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Lost souls.
_ The hopes.
That they can.
_ The laws give them.
Lost souls. _ _ _ _
Dead night.
Yes, he loves me, he thought so. _ _ _
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