Tom: D
Introdução: D C Em D C Em D C Em C Em D
C
Verse
D C Em
You won't believe what I coulda told ya
D C Em
But I don't believe I've the balls to let you know
D CEm
I can say that 'cause I'm a man
C Em D C D
But I feel like a little boy... today
D C Em
I cherish my intercontinental friendships
D C Em
We talk it over continental breakfast
D C Em
In a hotel in East Bumble-wherever
C Em D C D
Somewhere on the sphere, around here
C D C
D C Em
I cherish my intercontinental friendships
D C Em
Not much very big on enemies
D C Em
So I kick a can way up into the sun, man
C D
But it falls down into a ravine
C D
I don't mean to even think about it that way, but I do
C Em D
Watchin' the waves come in at night
C G C Em
From my back porch stoop, porch swing swingin' on its own
C Em D C D
See it's just an inhabitant of some holy ghost
Instrumental
C GA
GA
G D
Verse
D C Em D
I walk like a bruised ego along shorefront property un-owned to me
C Em D
But I'm feelin' inferior on the interior don't ya see
C Em D
Guarded and sentimental (and after all, its just a rental)
C Em D
(Like better luck performin' telekinesis on a priestess)
C Em
You won't believe what I mighta, coulda told ya
D C Em
But I wouldn't wanna leave ya trippin' out over it
D C Em
OK, more-so me, but...
D
(or just me)
CEm
D C Em D
Watchin' the waves come in at night
C Em C G C Em
From my back porch stoop, porch swing swingin' on its own
D Em D C D C D
See it's just an inhabitant of some holy ghost
Instrumental
C G D
G D
D C Em
I cherish my intercontinental friendships
D C Em
We talk it over continental breakfast
D C Em
In a hotel in East Bumble-wherever
C Em D C D
Somewhere on the sphere, around here