Tom: C
Introdução:
C
The custom concern for the people
Am
Build up the monuments and steeples
G F
To wear out our eyes
C
I get up just about noon
Am
My head sends a message for me
G
to reach for my shoes then walk
F
Gotta go to work, gotta go to work, gotta have a job
C
Goes through the parking lot fields
Am
Didn't see no signs that they will yield
G
And then thought, this'll never end
F
This'll never end, this'll never stop
C
Message read on the bathroom wall
Am
Says, "I don't feel at all like I fall."
G
And we're losing all touch, losing all touch
F
Building a desert