Plastic Jesus / Fall Line / Spring Wind / Where Do The Children Play?

A primeira parted a música é do album: Jack Johnson and Friends - "A Weekend At The Greek" (DVD), e a segunda parte é de um CD do Jack chamado Jack On The Cover (CD 2) onde ele toca Where Do The Children Play? ( do Cat Stevens) Depois de Plastic Jesus e Fall Line No DVD da pra ver ele tocando, e ele usa um Capo (capotraste, ou pestana) na 2ª casa, subindo a musica em 1 tom. Para facilitar a leitura, desça o tom da música em 1 tom, coloque o capo na 2a casa e toque os acordes normalmente a partir do capo. Riff () e|---2--2--2-----2--2--2-----2--2--2-----2--2--2--------5--| B|---4--4--4-----4--4--4-----4--4--4-----4--4--4--------5--| G|---4--4--4-----4--4--4-----4--4--4-----4--4--4--------2--| D|---4--4--4--6--6--6--6--7--7--7--7--6--6--6--6--------2--| A|-2----------------------------------------------------4--| E|--------------------------------------------------5---5--| 1ª Parte Intro: I don't care if it rains or freezes as long as I've got my plastic Jesus sitting on the dashboard of my car it comes in colors pink and pleasant it glows in the dark cause its iridescent I'll take it with me whenever I go far so give me my lady Madonna dressed in rhinestones and sitting on a pedestal of abalone shells driving 90 but I'm not scared because I've got my Virgin Mary assuring me that I will never go to hell And by the way You know that hope will make you strange Make you blink, make you blank, make you sink It will make you afraid of change And often blame The box with the view of the world And the walls that fill the frame I turn it up but then I turn it off Because I can't stand when they start to talk About the hurting and killing Whose shoes are we filling The damage and ruin Man, the things that we're doing Good god, We gotta stop, we gotta turn it all off We gotta rewind and start it up again Riff () because we fell across the fall line ain't there nothing sacred anymore Nana nana nana na Somebody saw him jump But nobody saw him slip I guess he lost a lot of hope And then he lost his grip Now he's lying in the freeway In the middle of this mess Guess we lost another one Just like the other one Optimistic hypocrite That didn't have the nerve to quit The things that kept him wanting more Until he finally reached the core Riff () he fell across the fall line ain't there nothing sacred anymore Riff () we fell across the fall line ain't there nothing sacred anymore Nana nana nana na Nana nana nana na All my friends are getting older, I guess I must be too. Without their love and kindness I don't want I’ll do Oh the wine bottle’s half empty The money's all been spent We're a cross between our parents And hippies in a tent. Oh, Love calls just like a wild bird It's just another day Spring blew my list of things to do away. In a mucked up lovely river I cast my my little fly But I look at that river and I smell it and it makes me want to cry, Oh To clean our dirty planet Now there1s a noble wish Now I putting shoulder to the wheel Cause I wanna catch some fish, Oh Love calls just like a wild bird It's just another day Spring blew my list of things to do away (3x) 2ª Parte Well I think it's fine, building jumbo planes Or taking a ride on a cosmic train Switch on summer from a slot machine Yes, get what you want to if you want 'cos you can get anything I know we've come a long way, we're changing day to day ) 3x But tell me, where do the children play? Well you roll on roads over fresh green grass For your lorryloads pumping petrol gas And you make them strong, and you make them tough But they just go on and on, and it seems you can't get off Oh, I know we've come a long way We're changing day to day ) 3x But tell me, where do the children play?