Tranpose
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[Intro] G | D | Em | C G | D | G | D [Verse 1] G D Papa had a wife and kids, he kept them on a leash Em C and he bid them all to do his every deed. G D When he was a kid he was treated just the same Em C so he hid his feelings from his family. [Pre-Chorus] G D Lost as an island out at sea, Em D resistant to the gentle waves of empathy, yeah! [Chorus] C D Em Papa and his family always on parade C D Em Tearing through the turnstiles, a weekender's charade. G D But time will tell C D Em as their world crumbles to hell. D What they created C D G Em was a family story no one will tell C D G Em It's a photo album too terrible C D G Em But the pride and the pallor continue to swell C D Em And the matron silently prays. [Pre-Verse] D [Verse 2] G D Junior resented the tradition they upheld Em C And it ate him up inside most every day G D Silence was golden and they kept him to his word Em C So bewildered when he finally ran away [Pre-Chorus] G D Oh, obligations never cease Em D Oblivious of the ways to give his soul some peace, yeah! [Chorus] C D Em Papa and his family always on parade C D Em Tearing through the turnstiles, a weekender's charade. G D But time will tell C D Em As their world crumbles to hell. D What they created C D G Em was a family story no one will tell C D G Em It's a photo album too terrible C D G Em But the pride and the pallor continue to swell C D Em As the matron silently prays. [Bridge] G D Em "Get me out of here, someone's got to save the day." C D Em The children are reminded to do it for their daddy's sake B Em C D And happiness is ever so far, far away [Solo] G | D | Em | C G | D | Em | C [Pre-Chorus] G D Yeah lost as an island out at sea, Em D Resistant to the gentle waves of empathy, yeah! [Final Chorus] C D Em Papa and his family always on parade C D Em Tearing through the turnstiles, a weekender's charade. C D G Em It's just a sick calamity that fatherhood made, G D But time will tell C D Em as their world crumbles to hell. D What they created C D G Em was a family story no one will tell C D G Em It's a photo album too terrible C D G Em But the pride and the pallor continue to swell C D Em As the matron silently prays.