A slightly simplified version of the original song, just missing out the 
unimportant chords for a less demanding sing-along.

For the D5 I recommend this shape:

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You could play it as a Dm instead, however D5's ambiguity serves the song better.


[Intro]

      


[Verse 1]

            
There's a plac

              
e where everyo

          
ne can be happ

y,
              
it's the most 

             
beautiful plac

              
e in the whole

         
 fuckin' world

,
            
it's made of c

              
andy canes and

            
 planes and br

ight red choo 

choo trains,
        
and the meanes

t little boys,
            
most innocent 

             
little girls a

       
nd you know,
              
i wish that I 

      
could go there

,
             
it's a road th

              
at I have not 


found,
            
and I wish you

             
 the best of l

uck dear,
             
drop a card or

              
 letter to my 

       
side of town.


[Chorus]

              
'cause there's

             
 no time for f

           
ussing and fig

hting my frien

d,
             
but baby I'm a

             
mazed at the h

             
ate that you c

   
an send,
           
and you,

   
              
painted my ent

             
ire world,
       
but I,
             
don't have the

              
 turpentine to

            
 clean what yo

           
u have soiled,
              
and I won't fo

        
rget it.


[Verse 2]

              
There's a plac

              
e where everyo

          
ne can be righ

t,
             
even though yo

              
u remain deter

            
mined to be op

posed,
            
admittance req

              
uires no quali

  
fications,
             
it's where eve

              
ryone has been

            
 and where eve

       
rybody goes,
            
so please try 

            
not to be impa

tient,
             
for we all hat

              
e standing in 


line,
            
and when the f

              
arm is good an

              
d bought you'l

     
l be there wit

hout a thought

,
             
and eternity m

              
y friend is a 

           
long fuckin' t

ime.


[Chorus]

              
'cause there's

             
 no time for f

           
ussing and fig

hting my frien

d,
             
but baby I'm a

             
mazed at the h

             
ate that you c

   
an send,
           
and you,

   
              
painted my ent

             
ire world,
       
but I,
             
don't have the

              
 turpentine to

            
 clean what yo

           
u have soiled,
              
and I won't fo

        
rget it.


[Outro]

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