| Abm | | Everybody | knows that the dice are loaded. |
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| E | | Everybody | rolls with their fingers crossed. |
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| Abm | | Everybody | knows the war is over. |
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| E | | Everybody | knows the good guys lost. |
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| C#m | Eb | | Everybody | knows the fight was | fixed: |
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| F# | Abm | | The poor stay | poor, the rich get | rich. |
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| A | Eb | Abm | | That's how it | goes. | Everybody | knows. |
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| Abm | | Everybody | knows that the boat is leaking. |
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| E | | Everybody | knows the captain lied. |
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| Abm | | Everybody | got this broken feeling |
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| E | | like their | father or their dog just died. |
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| C#m | Eb | | Everybody | talking to their | pockets. |
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| F# | Abm | | Everybody | wants a box of | choc'lates |
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| A | Eb | Abm | | and a long stem | rose. | Everybody | knows. |
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| Abm | | Everybody | knows that you love me, baby. |
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| E | | Everybody | knows that you really do. |
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| Abm | | Everybody | knows that you've been faithful, |
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| E | | give or take a night or two. |
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| C#m | Eb | | Everybody | knows you've been discret, | |
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| F# | Abm | | But there were so many | people you just had to | meet |
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| A | Eb | Abm | | without your | clothes. | And everybody | knows. |
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| | | B | F# | | | Everybody | knows. Everybody | knows. |
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| | | Abm | F# | | | That's how things | goes. | |
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| | | B | F# | | | Everybody | knows. Everybody | knows. |
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| | | Abm | F# | | | That's how it | goes. | |
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| Abm | Abm | | And everybody | knows that it's now or never. |
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| E | | Everybody | knows that's me or you. |
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| Abm | | And everybody | knows that you live forever |
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| E | | when you've | done a line or two. |
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| C#m | Eb | | Everybody | knows the deal is | rotten: |
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| F# | Abm | | Old black | Joe's still picking | cotton |
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| A | Eb | Abm | | for your ribbon and | bows. | And everybody | knows. |
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| Abm | | Everybody | knows that the plague is coming. |
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| E | | Everybody | knows that it's moving fast. |
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| Abm | | Everybody | knows that the naked man and the woman |
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| E | | are just a | shining artifact of the past. |
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| C#m | Eb | | Everybody | knows the scene is | dead, |
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| F# | Abm | | But there's gonna | be a meter on your | bed |
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| A | Eb | Abm | | that will dis | close | What everybody | knows. |
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| Abm | | And everybody | knows that you're in trouble. |
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| E | | Everybody | knows what you've been through, |
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| Abm | | from the bloody | cross on top of Calvary |
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| E | | to the | beach of Malibu. |
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| C#m | Eb | | Everybody | knows it's coming a | part: |
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| F# | Abm | | Take one | last look at this sacred | heart |
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| A | Eb | Abm | | before it | blows. | And everybody | knows. |
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| | | B | F# | | | Everybody | knows. Everybody | knows. |
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| | | Abm | F# | | | That's how things | goes. | |
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| | | B | F# | | | Everybody | knows. Everybody | knows. |
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| | | Abm | F# | | | That's how it | goes. | |
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