I'm so fucking sick. I'm the king of the world. I'm a genius of useless stuff. . Some people they gotta work. Well I just hang around. Dreaming up useless stuff.
Come on, turn on, tune in drop out with me. Baby you need a break so let's just run away. Well I'm tired of coding perl, tired of VBA. Maggie throw your law books away.
(I think should be played with a capo on g) g. G-c-g-c-g-bb-a-g. D-g-a-d-c-d-c7-bb-a-g. Bb-a-g. . When your only girl betrayed you, boy,. What did you do with your wisdom?.
Sonny step right up into the time machine. we'll set the dial for 1983. To the DKs right down in Wilmington. Nightsticks swinging, tear gassed air turns green.
Hey hey, it's okay to make. A little mess out of your life. 'Cause you don't need a diagram. To tell you how to have a good time. . I said hey. (Hey).
D-b-a-g. E-g. D-e-g-d. . Well we went to the station. They were looking for vegas. But I was stuck in my beat phase. Like it was 1959. . They say the girls wanna hip-shake.
A-e7-a. E7-a. . Kdyz jsme opustili shiner, slunce svitilo. Kdyz jsme opustili shiner, slunce svitilo. Piva bylo dosti, a jidla do citosti. Piva bylo dosti, a jidla do citosti.
A9-e-f#. B-a-e-c#m-b-a-b (ending:b-a-e). You were born. With it inside. A secret twin in your wounded side. Bits of hair. Teeth and string. And yellow flowers.
C-d-em-g-c-d-em. D-c-em-d. . This holy circus camp. Aladdin and his lamp. A feverish daydreams and sway de loca. My face in magazines. The lesbian james dean.
This is the golden age. It's hard to imagine. With the way I feel today. That this is the golden age. The golden age. . Somewhere, I failed. Somewhere, I lost you.
Lyrics transcribed by john finch. . You were born. With it inside. A secret twin in your wounded side. Bits of hair. Teeth and string. And yellow flowers.
I don't know what the world may need. But I'm sure as hell that is starts with me. And that's a wisdom, I've laughed at. I don't know what the world may want.
So take me down to the infirmary. Lay me down on cotton sheets. Put a damp cloth on my forehead. Lay me down, let me sleep. . I know the whiskey, it won't soothe my soul.
Sweet thistle pie. Sweet thistle pie. . It's been a long time since I had sweet thistle pie. It's been a long time since I had sweet thistle pie. She claps her hands and snaps her fingers.
Be my sweet potato. Be my honey lamb. Dance around the campfire. Hang around a while. . Well, I been caught stealin'. Someone else's vibe. Everybody loves or hates us.
I have lost the one I love to someone else. She lies beside me, but she's not here, she's far away. She's WALKING softly, she's talking sweetly about a dream.
I have lost the one I love to someone else. She lies beside me, but she's not here, she's far away. She's talking softly, she's talking sweetly about a dream.
Section 1:. I heard the words, now here I am. You were talking to me, I'm your super fan. I loved you then, I love you still. But if I can't have you, no-one will.
Well sunrise in the land of the pharaohs. I see my broken arrows. scattered 'cross the plain.. Well sunrise on the river in the city. I'm feeling pretty shitty.
You can place your faith in God my friend. But no one knows His plan. You can place your faith in your brother. But he may fail you. . So, I am waiting for that Sunday train.