Bomb the Music Industry - Get warmer

^EIt's fifty deg^Brees in De^Acember and the ^Eheat in my ^Bhouse is always ^Abroke So it ^Efeels about ^Btwenty-five ^Acolder and I ^Ecan't feel my ^Bfingers and ^Atoes. ^DI miss the G train with a ^Apassion that ^Gused to be reserved for ^Bhate. Am I ^Egetting too carried away with the ^Abullshit of leaving today? ^GI know that I'm getting bored. Real bored with myse^Blf. ^EIt was six o' clock ^Bwith friends in ^ABoston and I'm d^Eiggin' the w^Binter's first ^Asnow. Now it's ^Emidnight, I'm dri^Bnking Blue ^ARibbons and I'm ^Ealready ^Bsick of the ^Acold. ^DThe bartended skipped my Tom ^AWaits songs. It's ^GWham! now. I wanna "^B;go go." CHORUS ^C#Let's live like elephants ^G#Stomping on sychophants ^F#Paws in a polygraph ^C#Not favor loneliness ^G#Over companionship ^F#Let's not be jealous. ^C#Let's give the pretentious a cure and not just a nam^G#e. ^C#'Cause I'm getting too carried away with the bull^F#shit of leaving today. ^Am#I'm really more than just quite a bit bored of mysel^D#f. ^C#'Cause I'm getting too carried away with the bull^F#shit of leaving today. ^Am#I didn't wanna be this damn unsure of myself^D#. But it ^C#never ^G#seems to get ^F#warmer. No ^C#matter how ^G#far south you ^F#go. It'll ^C#get too ^G#hot in the ^F#summer And the ^C#sweat'll soak ^G#right through your ^F#clothes. And you'll ^C#feel self-^G#conscious and ^F#awkward And the ^C#feeling stays ^G#with you all ^F#day Until you ^C#go and put ^G#on a new ^F#t-shirt and ^Am#throw that old one ^F#away.