Key: D
Introduction:
D A D
Sharing dirty microphones
A D
With ska bands from the outer zones
A D
Dancing in our plastic skirts
A D
Trading kerosene for merch
A D
A D
Sleeping in your solar van
A D
We had no worries and no plans
A D
Driving through the night to play
A
A house show on the coast of Ohio
Em
Oh no, no no, don&rsquo t think about it
G
It&rsquo s not like we can&rsquo t live without it
D A
It&rsquo s just music
D A
We used to play music
D A D
Showcased for five or six drunk kids
A D
At South by Southwest &rsquo 56
A D
In an abandoned Taco Bell
A D
Got paid in chips and cowrie shells
A D
A D
Your mom gave me her old guitar
A D
The one she bought before the war
A D
The pickguard still had bits of blood dried on it
A (N.C.)
Em
These days, mostly, I don&rsquo t think about it, she says
G
It&rsquo s not like I can&rsquo t live without it
D A
It&rsquo s just music
D A
We used to play music
G A
God knows we never got anywhere
G A
Although we went everywhere
G A
It&rsquo s past curfew but the neighbours are away
G D
Come down to the bunker I&rsquo ll set up the PA
D
D A D A
Em
Oh no, no no, don&rsquo t think about it
G
It&rsquo s not like we can&rsquo t live without it
D A
It&rsquo s just music
D A
We used to play music
D A D
Sharing dirty microphones
A D
With ska bands from the outer zones