Artist: Jack Johnson
Song: 'The Horizon Has Been Defeated' 
Album: 'On and On'

Tabbed By Jared Davis
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Intro
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Verse
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Chorus
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Horizon has been defeated
By the pirates of the new-age
Alien casinos
Or maybe it's just time to say
That things can go bad
And make you wanna run away
But as we grow older the trouble just seems to stay

Future complications
And the strings between the cans
But no prints can come from fingers
If machines become our hands
And then our feet become the wheels
And then the wheels become the cars
And then the rigs begin to drill
Until the drilling goes too far

Chorus:

That things can go bad
And make you wanna run away
But as we grow older
Horizon begins to fade, fade, fade
Fade, fade, away

But Thingamajigsaw puzzle
Anger don't you step to close
'Cos people are lonely
And only animals with fancy shoes
Halleluejah zig-zag nothin'
When misery is on the loose
'Cos people are lonely
And only animals with too many tools
They can build all the junk that we sell
Argh sometimes man it make you wanna yell

Chorus