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Tuning: E A D G B E
If i lDay down On an escalator Would you step on mGe Gm Just a rDug Tired of hugs and relaxGation A7I've given uDp On my autobiogrGaphy Cold coffee and a piDllow DGays that feel sDlow AGre enA7ough for Dme
If i gDave in To the corporate tGactics Would you Asay that iG G/F# Em JeopardDized All that i D/C#once beBmlieved in Bm/A G AHasA/B come untDied Teddy "I caD/C#nnot speak sofGty" Cold coffee and a piDllow DaGys that feel slDow A7Are enough forD me
Do you eDver think about the future What holds those iGnvisible sutures together Is the doctor iDn Whatever happened to spontaneity D
That's my deity
And i'm in charge of mGe Let's see how far we can wAalk with our eDyes closed Each step raises the bGar of uncertainty But fortunatelDy Our feet are wheels that ride the mGaze That is my life my hAours my dDays G That is my life my hAours my dDays
Let's tDake the escalator up We've been living in a cGup that's china-made I drank the kDool aid

N.C.

I paid too much for
And more is just a bore
Of plastic happineGss Let's get rid Aof the rest of this TDwist yourself to hear the truth Your laGundry list is so uncouth Of thDings been checked off
Forgotten or left off
And aGll the lights you never turned off And i'Dm the man who pays G That is my life my hAours my dDays G That is my life my hAours my dDays
D If i If i If i If i If i If i If i lGay down D If i If i If i If i If i If i If i lGay down D Would you pick me up Would you pick me uGp or Would you sAtep on Dme D/C# D/B D/A G A We're oDut of toilet paper again All this talk about the eGnd is eating me up Would you please shut Dup

N.C.

We've had enough
Of the apocalypse
And its making me sick and i cannGot predict The ending of my fDavorite show Or was it a book in sGlow motion Like Captain Cook on the IDndian Ocean Eaten alive and grGeat history lies in you and I And DI think that's ok G That is my life my hAours my dDays G That is my life my hAours my dDays G That is my life my hAours my dDays G D