Chords for "Babies"

Date: March 24, 2005
From: José Duarte


Intro:  E  A  D  A (2X)

E
Babies being born every day
 				 D                      
In a world where there's so much to discover 
        E
All the babies crying out from the womb 
               D              
Not much room, can I come out mother? 

C D           C
Mama, can you hear me call? 
      G                        D           A7
Don't drop me now 'cos it's a long way to fall 
C  D        C 
Mama, I can hear all the sounds 
    G                                       D             A7
Outside it's like a battleground  and I'm afraid to fall down 
                   D
Into the great big nowhere 

C
Papa's had a skin full of beer 
Mama, don't let him into here 
E A   D A   E A D A
Baby, baby 

Babies being born different hormones and genes 
There's so many of us out there 
How was I conceived was it love, was I meant 
Or was I just an accident 
Mama, what I sense from outside 
It's a world full of fear and there's nowhere to hide 
Mama, I feel safe between these walls 
And I'm so scared of heights and it's a long way to fall 
Into the great big nowhere 

Maybe Papa's getting pressure from his peers 
Are you straight, are you queer 
So he made me, baby 

Babies being born, some are rich, some are poor 
But they're innocent and unprepared 
Little girls and boys, didn't ask to be born 
But they're always popping out there 
falling into the great big nowhere 

G
Mama, I know that once upon a time 
        A
You and Papa were rich when you were both in your prime 
G
Mama, now you got the pains and I know it's nearly time 
    A
But I don't want to join the crowd 
      B 
I see standing in line 
E A   D A   E A   D A   E A   D A
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby 

Babies being induced, no excuse, what's the use 
So they're always popping out there 
Babies didn't wanna be born ill equipped, running loose 
But they're innocent and unprepared 

Mama, now you are showing all the signs 
But is your world upside-down on its head just like mine 
Mama, now your ambition is mine 
Don't make me over achieve too much in my time 
Oh Mama, please don't make me climb 


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