Tono: A
Abm
There's gonna be flashing lights, then you're gonna make a phone call home.
F#
Abm
Can you come down here and bail me out?
They say there's a bottom,
F#
Abm
Over and over into the same gutter, face down.
B
Abm
And you'll never own anything in this world
B
F#
You'll never find and honest days work
Abm
F#
They can take away your home
Abm
F#
They can sue you for everything you own
E
But you don't have to surrender your soul
Abm
You'll find no sympathy,
sympathy for acting like a child,
F#
Abm
after making decisions like you were a man.
And you'll have to keep swinging.
F#
Patch up the holes in your pants and
Abm
wake up by tomorrow morning
B
Abm
And you'll never own anything in this world
B
F#
You'll never find and honest days work
Abm
F#
They can take away your home
Abm
F#
They can sue you for everything you own
E
Abm
But you don't have to surrender your soul
E
Abm
F#
B
E
No you don't have to surrender your soul
Abm
F#
E
Abm
F#
B
E
Don't surrender your soul
Abm
F#
E