Tom: D
Introdução:
G
Intro (Com o efeito Flanger, acho)
D(alguns C9 G D
Verse 1
D
spend your days just working on shopping
C9 D
dependin' on how much your look is in
D
spend your nightlife table hopping
C9 D
and trying to keep that bag a bones in trim
Chorus 1
C9 G D
i don't mind not feelin' immortal
C9 G D
cause it ain't all that as far as i can tell
C9 G D
i don't mind not going to heaven
C9
as long as they've got cigarettes
G D
as long as they've got cigarettes in hell
D
by the time we start getting used to
C9 D
the dirt that's forming on the window sill
D
now we know we've got ourselves into
C9 G
the cage that keeps the mice on their treadmill
C9 G D
i don't mind not feelin' immortal
C9 G D
cause it ain't all that as far as i can tell
C9 G D
i don't mind not going to heaven
C9
as long as they've got cigarettes
G D
as long as they've got cigarettes in hell
Solo
C9 G D
i don't mind not feelin' immortal
C9 G D
cause it ain't all that as far as i can tell
C9 G D
i don't mind not going to heaven
C9
as long as they've got cigarettes
G D
as long as they've got cigarettes in hell
(noel coughing and puffing on a cigarette)