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Must Be From Space (Lights Of Marfa)

 

Em
Whatcha see in those telescopes.
Am
Any Supernovas, any alien folks.
Em
As long as we avoid the asteroids.
Am
Don't get caught up in a black hole void.

Wonder what the Lights of Marfa are.
Maybe it's campfires, maybe it's cars.
Flicker on and off, they move around.
Since the 1800's, nothing's been found.

(Chorus)
D.                        Em
They move around.
D.                         Em
Then they disappear.
Am.                      Em
Must be from space.
Am.                       Em
Must be from space.

(Verse solo)

Prolly some orbs, nothing to fear.
A phenomenon of the atmosphere.
Maybe it's ghosts, I don't know.
But they sure put on a hell of a show.

From Mick Jagger to King Of The Hill.
Unsolved Mysteries tried to bust the deal. Physicists, researching all night.
Can't figure out these mystery lights.

(Chorus)

(Verse solo)
(Chorus solo)
(Chorus)

(Verse 1)  out on Em.  "Black hole void."




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