Maestro - Ver 2

F#m D He's a hollow man in a dead land A Esus2/G# He's a fool with men for change F#m D He's a hot shot, in his high rise A Esus2/G# A glass of wine and a lady by his side F#m D The city is drunk on the money he's burnt A Esus2/G# Yet he still prays these whispered words F#m D Of 'things are good cause I'm not dead yet' D A Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh F#m Esus2/G# Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh F#m D He's a warrior and a fighter A Esus2/G# He's a fool with a twisted smile F#m D In his bloodstream, runs the story A Esus2/G# Of a maestro cut loose in the hands of misuse F#m D The city is drunk on the money he's burnt A Esus2/G# Yet he still prays these whispered words F#m D Of 'things are good cause I'm not dead yet' D A Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh F#m Esus2/G# Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh D A F#m Esus2/G# Look at you maestro, all alone and growing old D A F#m Esus2/G# Look at your poor soul, all alone in your city of gold F#m D A All our finery, left in pieces on the floor Esus2/G# What a sight to see, he waved away my words F#m D A All our finery, left in pieces on the floor Esus2/G# What a sight to see, what a sight to see F#m D A All our finery, left in pieces on the floor Esus2/G# F#m What a sight to see, he waved away my words in search of something more D A Esus2/G# A sight to see, he waved away my words in search of something more F#m D A Esus2/G# F#m D A Esus2/G# D A F#m Esus2/G# Look at you maestro, all alone and growing old D A F#m Esus2/G# Look at your poor soul, all alone in your city of gold D A F#m Esus2/G# D A F#m Esus2/G# Look at you maestro, look at your poor soul