I know you think you deserve an explaination on the meanings of life
But what you think that you heard slip away at the back of your mind
You get your mucky fingers burned
you get your truth from the lies you were learned
and all your plastic belivers said leave us and they won't return
G,C,D x2
And when you look in that mirror and you're tying up your buttons and bows
And as you face your disease you can squeeze into the emperors clothes
You found your god in a paper bag
You get your history from the union jack
And all your brothers and sisters are gone and they won't come back
Say don't you like this city, cause all the phonies are on my mind
when im gone yeah you'll look like you'll miss me,so come along with me
but don't ask why
G,C,D G,C,D G,C,D G,C,D