-- PERFECT BLUE BUILDINGS --    Counting Crows

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[Verse 1]
            
Just down the 

             
street from yo

   
ur hotel, baby
           
I stay at home

         
 with my disea

se
            
And ain't this

           
 position fami

liar, darling
            
Well, all monk

             
eys do what th

   
ey see
            
Help me stay a

            
wake, I'm fall

ing...

[Verse 2]
           
Down on Virgin

           
ia and La Loma
            
Where I got fr

             
iends who'll c

        
are for me
            
You got an att

           
itude of every

 
thing I ever w

anted
           
I got an attit

       
ude of need
            
Help me stay a

            
wake, I'm fall

ing...

[Chorus]
             
    Asleep in 

            
perfect blue b


uildings
             
    Beside the

            
 green apple s


ea
             
    Gonna get 

            
me a little ob


livion, baby
             
    Try to kee

           
p myself away 

       
from    | me  

           
     | (myself

      
 and) me
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[Verse 3]
           
It's 4:30 A.M.

        
 on a Tuesday
           
It doesn't get

              
 much worse th

   
an this
            
In beds in lit

             
tle rooms in b

  
uildings in th

e middle
            
of these lives

             
 which are com

         
pletely meanin

gless
            
Help me stay a

           
wake, I'm fall

ing...

[Chorus]
             
    Asleep in 

            
perfect blue b


uildings
             
    Beside the

            
 green apple s


ea
             
    Gonna get 

            
me a little ob


livion, baby
             
    Try to kee

           
p myself away 

       
from    | me  

           
     | (myself

      
 and) me
                                    |          |
[Verse 4]
           
I got bones be

              
neath my skin,

      
 and mister...
            
There's a skel

             
eton in every 

      
man's house
            
Beneath the du

             
st and love an

              
d sweat that h


angs on everyb

ody
           
There's a dead

            
 man trying to

 get out
            
Please help me

             
 stay awake, I


'm falling...

[Chorus]
             
    Asleep in 

            
perfect blue b


uildings
             
    Beside the

            
 green apple s


ea
             
    Gonna get 

            
me a little ob


livion, baby
             
    Try to kee

           
p myself away 

       
from    | me  

           
     | (myself

      
 and) me
                                    |          |