Specs
The words need a little work, I think... if I can think of anything better, I'll go back and re-record them. The vocals, Fender Rhodes, and drums are from a demo I recorded for MoG circa 1994, but the band broke up shortly thereafter (gee, was it that bad?) and to the best of my recollection we never even practiced the song. The artist confesses to trying to sound like Donny Hathaway on the Fender Rhodes.
Lyrics
verse 1
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You might find I am a lamppost
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| Am . D . |
Or I might be a highway too
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I often seem to be that way when
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| Am . D . |
Skies are turning blue
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| A#m. D#. |
Through greying walls and city halls
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| A#m. D# E# |
Where words are never true
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| Am . D . |
But I'm not your chameleon
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| Am . D . |
I'll never look like you
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verse 2
| Am . D . |
You might find I am a mastermind
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| Am . D . |
Or an idiot or two
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| Am . D . |
I have always tried to want to
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| Am . D . |
Do the things you do
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| A#m. D#. |
Through greying halls and city walls
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| A#m. D# E# |
Where words will never do
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| Am . D . |
I'm just not your chameleon
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| Am . D . |
I'll never look like you
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break
| Am . D . |
(8 or so bars of instrumental)
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verse 3
| Am . D . |
I could be another question
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If the answer wasn't true
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I might be a human being
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If there was nothing else to do
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| A#m. D#.
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| A#m. D# E#
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| Am . D . |
But I'm not your chameleon
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| Am . D . |
I'll never look like you
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refrain
| Am . D . |
I'm not your chameleon
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You know I'll never look like you
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Even if you thought like me
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And I sounded just like you
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I'm not your chameleon
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Don't mind if I do
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