Key: G
Introduction:
G C
The city subway stations never glisten.
Em
The gates rise up like they belong in prison.
D
And my balance is low. I better pick a good place, I got one ride to go.
G
Your fucking cocaine party fucking freaks me out.
C
When did Scott Weiland show up? How long?s he stickin? around?
Em
I guess this new fare hike means that I?ll ride my bike,
D
play video games and do other stuff that I like.
C G
And in the morning cleaning up, we found these plastic bags
D G
with a little bit of party left and started to laugh,
C G
?Man, I?m glad I passed out from the booze and the weed
D G
and I can barely make out where the bathroom line begins
C G
and it?s been moving five inches every fucking five minutes.
D
I wanna ask the over privileged kids if
G B
they would fucking mind?
Am F# B Am C9 C7M
I gotta take a piss in the cocaine room. What is this? The line for lines?
C9 C7M G B
It?s a long line for lines. I?m getting claustrophobia
Am F# B
from the twenty-something set with bleary eyes.
Am C9 C7M C9 C7M
What is this? The line for lines? Long line for lines.
G B Am C9 C7M C9 C7M
I don?t wanna be part of this Friday night or Saturday night.
G B Am C9 C7M C9 C7M
I don?t wanna be part of this line for lines, long line for lines.
G B Am G
I don?t wanna be part of this night.
C G D
When I?m out these days I do is complain about the booming bass
G C
and the shitty DJ because if I wanted to go to a dance club,
G D
I?d own a bottle of Brut, a closet full of Christian Dior,
G
and I?d be in a different room.
C G
?Cause we can dance to Otis Redding, P.O.S, and M.I.A
D G
and if you?re on Serato Scratch don?t call yourself a DJ.
C G
Beat detecting?s got no attitude, your tempo maps can?t feel and room,
D
but lemmings all have dancing shoes and
(barre again here)
G B
I?m just freaking out.
Am F# B
You?re assaulting me with thrusts like I?m an asshole.
Am C9 C7M C9 C7M
You?re sweating to the sounds of Billboard?s Hot 100
G B
like a total yeah bro dick.
Am F# B
Man, I thought that we all lived here ?cause we?re different
Am C9 C7M C9 C7M
I guess I was wrong this time, and time after time
G B Am C9 C7M C9 C7M
I don?t wanna be part of this Friday night or Saturday night.
G B Am C9 C7M C9 C7M
I don?t wanna be part of these cokey times and eight dollar wines.
G B Am G
I don?t wanna be part of this night.
G C
The city subway station never glistens.
The gates rise up like ?Hey What?s up?
Em D
You?re in prison, confined by alcoholism and lack of better decisions
for having fun on the weekends.?
G
But this shitty atmosphere keeps bumming me out.
C
Don?t want my Club MTV. I hate Downtown Julie Brown.
Em
I guess these new prices hikes will make me grab my light
D
and climb the fire escape to the roof for a book that I like.