| A d a d a Canned laughter, rings in my ears the morning after
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| Canned laughter, would cans save a big disaster?
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| D f#m d f#m
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| Spreads around the room like a tumour, i’m not exactly in good humour
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| D a dm e I wish it came just one joke sooner, then i’d have to laugh
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| Canned laughter, i can’t crack up and i don’t have to Canned laughter, i’m not too canned to fall in after
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| Can’t disguise the actual gloom but you can’t do nothing but consume
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| Until there isn’t any room for anything worth while
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| D a e d a e d a e d a Canned laughter, ooh, canned laughter, ooh, canned laughter, ooh
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| Sax break over a and d then e Canned laughter, still echoing in the rafters
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| Canned laughter, i hang on the morning after
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| Can’t disguise the way you feel, you see the razor blade and the reel
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| It don’t do nothing to conceal that you’re not having fun
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| Canned laughter, rings in my ears the morning after
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| Canned laughter, don’t laugh baby you don’t have to
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| (note the riff from discovering kapan and «hey»)
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| I can do without the rumour, i’m not exactly in good humour
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| It feels like a malignant tumour growing in my heart
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| D a e d a e d a e d a Canned laughter, ooh, canned laughter, ooh, canned laughter, ooh
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| Canned laughter (audio fx) /pre> |