I'm standing in your corridor. I wonder what Im waiting for. The leaves are drifting out to sea. I'm waiting for you desperately. . All things beautiful, all things beautiful.
Oh, dad, what will we do?. I got another letter from Ronnie's teacher at school.. She said, it's almost cruel. None of the other kids thinks Ronnie's cool..
I'd really like to see you now. In your father's combat boots. I'd really like to be with you. 'Cause we could be so dark. . It was only for the grace of you.
Intro & break:. Em-f#m-g-d. Em-f#m-g-d. Em-f#m-g-d. Em-f#m-g-d. . Repeat break. . Verse 1:. Em and I f#m ride my g bike d. Em and I f#m drive my g car d.
I hate my generation. I offer no apologies. I hate my generation, yeah. I hate my generation. I picked it up and threw it away. I hate my generation now.
When it's cold outside I like to sleep with a blanket on my ass. I don't want to hear the wind blow ... I don't want my face to chap. but way up here in the Northwest are some guys who got no choice,.
Actually let me hear that first chord - huh?. . Intro:. F-bb-bb9-c(sus4). F-bb-bb9-c(sus4). . F I drove a bb car from new york c(sus4) city. F all the bb way to new or-c(sus4)-leans.
bandaged hand in hand. are we going to the same place?. both of us enough we got. all the past we carry. NOTHING EVER MATTERS. NO ONE EVEN CARES. GO ON LOUDER.
Baby, don't ya go,. Don't ya look down in that hole. Darlin, don't ya go,. Don't ya look down in that hole. Baby, don't ya go,. Don't ya look down in that hole.
they keep on playing your song. . hollywood. back for good. vodoo club. what the fuck. . tits & champagne. the acid rain. again & again. . some have to dance - dance.
Gold summer wheat. It sways in the breeze. Till it fades in the Autumn to brown. . Cool summer grass. It beckons and calls. And I lie here with you in my heart.
You're semi-macho till the sun goes down. Just like the Wolfman you want to stay around. The pressure builds with every drop off the chart you take. You'd like to stop but you've only just started to make it.
[Unverified] on up, and there's a stub on the sky. . Ooh, you can still come and bring me coffee in the morning. You can still come and make me chicken fried steak.
You got to hide your soul away. Put it in the woods save it for the grave. You can't expose yourself that way. Put it under lock, lock it from the pain.
cry, if you want to cry. die, when you need to die. lie, if you have to lie. love, when you want to lose. people passing, gods keep laughing. crowds are running, all the same aversion.
Fade-in intro:. G-b-c-g(sus4). Em-c-g-g7-b-em-c(7). G-b-c-g(sus4). . G I left my baby, b I left her c down in hollywood g(sus4) cemetary. Weren't a cloud in the b sky, but how I c wish it was g(sus4) raining.
everything that i got. is everything that you want. everything that i got. is everything that you fucked (up). . the little that you see. is nothing to believe.
Something's wrong from the moon, my friends. Something's wrong from the moon. As I look down at you my friends. Something's wrong from the moon. Poor little man.