Tom: A
Introdução:
A D
My brain is working overtime. I need something to ease my mind
Bm G
And as my thoughts go manic, I really start to panic.
F#m E
There's no place to hide behind.
A D
I freak and then hallucinate. I go at lights when I should wait.
Bm G
My parents think I'm lazy, But, damn, I'm going crazy.
F#m E
I can't help my mental state.
D
(Pick it up, ya'll, pick it up)
A D A
Ooh-la-la (he's trippin') La-dee-dah (mental slippin')
D A E
Take these brains out of my way.
A D
I work into a frenzied clip. I bite the corners of my lip.
Bm G
I'm losin' my appetite. My pants don't even fit right.
F#m E
Take away the month-old dip, (Pick it up, ya'll)
A D
My hair could start a bowl cut fad, the state of my attire is sad.
Bm G F#m E
And if I was run over, by a brand new Range Rover, Hey, I'd actually be glad.
D
(Pick it up, ya'll, pick it up)
A D A
Ooh-la-la (he's trippin') La-dee-dah (mental slippin')
D A E
Take these brains out of my way.
D A D A
Do you really want me down? Do you really want me?
D A D A
Do you really want me down? Cause I'm waiting to see.
A D
My brain is working overtime. I need something to ease my mind
Bm G
And as my thoughts go manic, I really start to panic.
F#m E
There's no place to hide behind.
D
(Pick it up, ya'll, pick it up)
A D A
Ooh-la-la (he's trippin') La-dee-dah (mental slippin')
D A E D
Take these brains out of my way. (Repeat Chorus)