The Pride Parade Chords & Lyrics - Don Mclean
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[INTRO]
[Dm] [Am] [Dm] [Am] [Am] [G] [A]
[VERSE 1]
It [Am]started out quite [C]simply, as [F]complex things can [E]do;
A [Am]set of sad trans[C]parencies 'til [F]no one could see [E]through,
But [Dm]least of all the [C]one inside, be[Dm]hind the iron [F]gl-[G]ass;
A [Am]prisoner of [Am/G]all your dreams that [F]never come to [G]pass.
A[C]lone you [Am]stand corrupted [F]by the vision that you [C]sought,
[Am]And blinded [Em]by your hunger [F]all your appetites are [G]bought,
[Am]But in spite of what be[G]comes of you, your [F]image will rem[G]ain;
A re[Am]minder of your [Am/G]constant loss, a [C]symbol [E]of your [Am]gain.
[CHORUS]
And your [D]friends are to[Am]gether,
Where the [Dm]people are all [Am]gathered,
All along the road you t[G]ravelled [C]all [G]your [Am]days.
[Link]
[Dm] [Am] [Dm] [Am] [Am] [G] [A]
[VERSE 2]
And [Am]soon you have succ[C]umbed to what the [F]others all bel[E]ieve,
And [Am]though the lie aff[C]ects them still it's [F]you that they dec[E]eive,
And [Dm]all at once you're [C]lost within the [Dm]emptiness of [F]yo-[G]u,
And there's [Am]no one left who's [Am/G]near enough to [F]tell you what to [G]do.
You're [C]left with [Am]nothing but your [F]self-potential in the [C]dark,
Like [Am]tinder resting [Em]on a rock, pro[F]tected from the [G]spark,
But your [Am]fire just con[G]sumes you, you al[F]one can feel the [G]pain,
And you [Am]stand in [Am/G]all your glory and you [F]know you [E]can't com[Am]plain.
[CHORUS]
And your [D]friends are to[Am]gether,
Where the [Dm]people are all [Am]gathered,
All along the road you t[G]ravelled [C]all [G]your [Am]days.
[Link]
[Dm] [Am] [Dm] [Am] [Am] [G] [A]
[VERSE 3]
But [Am]you are surely just as [G]evil as the [F]worst my tongue can [E]tell,
For you'll [Am]never face my [G]heaven and I'll [F]not endure your [E]hell.
You have [Dm]lost your chance to [C]mingle by your [Dm]constant quiet [F]li-[G]es;
De[Am]ceptions hidden [Am/G]with your lips, but s[F]poken with your [G]eyes.
For I [C]know you for [Am]what you are not for [F]that's really all you [C]are.
And your [Am]talents of a [Em]minor order [F]seem to stretch too [G]far.
And we [Am]both know that [G]this masquerade can't [F]carry on too [G]long.
You're [Am]deep inside the [Am/G]Pride Parade, but [C]where do [E]you be[Am]long?
[CHORUS]
And your [D]friends are to[Am]gether,
Where the [Dm]people are all [Am]gathered,
All along the road you [G]travelled all your [Am]days.
[Dm] [Am] [Dm] [Am] [Am] [G] [A]
[VERSE 1]
It [Am]started out quite [C]simply, as [F]complex things can [E]do;
A [Am]set of sad trans[C]parencies 'til [F]no one could see [E]through,
But [Dm]least of all the [C]one inside, be[Dm]hind the iron [F]gl-[G]ass;
A [Am]prisoner of [Am/G]all your dreams that [F]never come to [G]pass.
A[C]lone you [Am]stand corrupted [F]by the vision that you [C]sought,
[Am]And blinded [Em]by your hunger [F]all your appetites are [G]bought,
[Am]But in spite of what be[G]comes of you, your [F]image will rem[G]ain;
A re[Am]minder of your [Am/G]constant loss, a [C]symbol [E]of your [Am]gain.
[CHORUS]
And your [D]friends are to[Am]gether,
Where the [Dm]people are all [Am]gathered,
All along the road you t[G]ravelled [C]all [G]your [Am]days.
[Link]
[Dm] [Am] [Dm] [Am] [Am] [G] [A]
[VERSE 2]
And [Am]soon you have succ[C]umbed to what the [F]others all bel[E]ieve,
And [Am]though the lie aff[C]ects them still it's [F]you that they dec[E]eive,
And [Dm]all at once you're [C]lost within the [Dm]emptiness of [F]yo-[G]u,
And there's [Am]no one left who's [Am/G]near enough to [F]tell you what to [G]do.
You're [C]left with [Am]nothing but your [F]self-potential in the [C]dark,
Like [Am]tinder resting [Em]on a rock, pro[F]tected from the [G]spark,
But your [Am]fire just con[G]sumes you, you al[F]one can feel the [G]pain,
And you [Am]stand in [Am/G]all your glory and you [F]know you [E]can't com[Am]plain.
[CHORUS]
And your [D]friends are to[Am]gether,
Where the [Dm]people are all [Am]gathered,
All along the road you t[G]ravelled [C]all [G]your [Am]days.
[Link]
[Dm] [Am] [Dm] [Am] [Am] [G] [A]
[VERSE 3]
But [Am]you are surely just as [G]evil as the [F]worst my tongue can [E]tell,
For you'll [Am]never face my [G]heaven and I'll [F]not endure your [E]hell.
You have [Dm]lost your chance to [C]mingle by your [Dm]constant quiet [F]li-[G]es;
De[Am]ceptions hidden [Am/G]with your lips, but s[F]poken with your [G]eyes.
For I [C]know you for [Am]what you are not for [F]that's really all you [C]are.
And your [Am]talents of a [Em]minor order [F]seem to stretch too [G]far.
And we [Am]both know that [G]this masquerade can't [F]carry on too [G]long.
You're [Am]deep inside the [Am/G]Pride Parade, but [C]where do [E]you be[Am]long?
[CHORUS]
And your [D]friends are to[Am]gether,
Where the [Dm]people are all [Am]gathered,
All along the road you [G]travelled all your [Am]days.
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