Tono: E
Introducción: E D# A F#m E G#m F#m A
E A
On the road like Kerouac, packed in a van full of Bukowski's
E A
In the desert in November, there's so much out there I'd like to see
E A
But the silence in the canyon, feels just fine with electricity
E A
And in this harsh environment, well, even the devil gets his sympathies
B
So, I dig on down into the dirt
A
Past the surface, and the hurt, just to see what we've been building on
B
Past the love regret and fire, childish dreams and downward spirals
A E
Then all I found was, were these songs
B C# A
Just old songs, they're never quite right, but they're never quite wrong
E B
Old songs, just old songs
C# A B
They might lead you astray, or they might just lead you home
E A
And the city lights and stars just fight, so in the dark is where I'd rather be
E A
Far away from all the left and the right wing televised tragedy
E A
And it's easy not to pick a side, when it's just all a compromise to me
E A
But ain't it all just a fucking lie, when you come to find they put a price on free
B
So, I dig on down into the dirt
A
Past the surface, and the hurt, just to see what we've been building on
B
Past the love regret and fire, childish dreams and downward spirals
A E
Then all I found was, were these songs
B C# A
Just old songs, they're never quite right, but they're never quite wrong
E B
Old songs, just old songs
C# A B
They might lead you astray, or they might just lead you home
E A
We're throwing grenades in small spaces just to save face for an argument
E A
But it's all just a brass polish on a sinking ship the point has missed my friends
E A
And I've been holding my breath for longer than I'd like to state
E A
So I exhale a bitter smoke of just about, well, everything
B
So, I dig on down into the dirt
A
Past the surface, and the hurt, just to see what we've been building on
B
Past the love regret and fire, childish dreams and downward spirals
A E
Then all I found was, were these songs
B C# A
Just old songs, they're never quite right, but they're never quite wrong
E B
Old songs, just old songs
C# A B
They might lead you astray, or they might just lead you home