Tom: C
Introdução:
C A7
You know I love to make a connection,
Dm G
I love to conspire and steal.
C A7
And you know I love to write good rock songs, honey
Dm G
That's all good and real.
C A7
I was born, and I cried,
Dm Abm G F C
I lived the dirty life and I died on fire,
A7
And so slow,
Dm G
But I could get used to this.
C A7
I used to be friends with rich kids,
Dm G
But all they talked about was me,
C A7
'Cause I was looking for a date on the corner,
Dm G
Like a foghorn shouting in the breeze.
C A7
And I'll bake on a cloud,
Dm Abm G F C
I'll spare the very strength to look down, in case
A7
You're in tow,
Dm G
But I could get used to this.
C A7
I finally grew a leg in Thailand,
Dm G
Marauding on a typhus flu,
C A7
'Cause I was stirring up a phase in Nashville,
Dm G
Where the plots don't care 'bout what you do.
C A7
I was born, and I cried,
Dm Abm G F C
I lived the dirty life and I died on fire,
A7
And so slow,
Dm G
But I could get used to this.
C Em
Dog faced flies would kill to survive,
F C
Hydrogen tigers, too.
C Em
When you're in doubt, simply even it out,
F G
Now what does that say about you?
C A7
I was lying by a sunny window,
Dm G
Fawning on a stormy sea.
C A7
I was calling you to find some codeines,
Dm G
Here's hoping you know what I mean.
C A7
I was born, and I cried,
Dm Abm G F C
I lived the dirty life and I died on fire,
A7
And so slow,
Dm G
But I could get used to this.