Beck - Dead melodies

^CWhere will you ^Ggo when t^Fhis day is ^Amove^Ar? A ^Dmgambler's ^Gpurse l^Cays on the r^Goad.^G7... ^AmStraight to your door ^Dsnakes have gone crazy ^Gtonight ^Gmwinding their w^Dmay out of si^Gght ^G7

A ^Claugh, a ^Gjoke a s^Fentiment w^Amast^Aed ^DmSeasons of s^Gtrangers ^Cthey've come and ^Ggone.^G7... ^AmSoldrums are pounding, ^Dcheapskates are clowning this ^Gtown ^GmWho could dis^Dmown themselves n^Gow? ^G7

^CEngi^Gneer, ^Fslow down this ^Amold ^Atrain ^DmCinders and ^Gchaff ^Claugh at the ^Gmoon...^G7. ^AmNight birds will cackle, ^Drotting like apples on t^Grees ^Gmsending their d^Dmead melod^Gies....to ^G7me