Ezra Furman - Ordinary life

I'm s^Fick of this record alre^Cady Let's w^Greck all the preconceived no^Gtions they bring to it ^FCheck all the baggage or b^Cetter yet burn it ^GStart all over again Let's s^Ftart with your life as you kn^Cow it Way b^Gack in our mothers' wombs folded like notebooks We h^Fad no idea of all the t^Cote bags and meat hooks W^Gaiting out in the world

O^Fne September in Bo^Cston I^G lost the will to live ^GI was just like an a^Cstronaut cut from the s^Ghip ^G7Floating and waiting to d^Fie ^FI was sick of my o^Crdinary life ^G I was so sick of ordinary life ^FI was sick of this o^Crdinary life ^{G F}The human mind gets s^Cick real easy ^GThe human mind gets way fucking sick of beauty ^FAnd I know, and it's h^Cappened to me ^GAgain and again ^G7Again and again

^FYou've gotta make it n^Cew ^GYou've gotta keep it new to keep it true ^FAnd you're allowed to d^Co anything you've g^Gotta do ^FJust cause you're sick of your o^Crdinary life ^GDoesn't mean you should bottle up and die ^FLose your way c^Completely but stay alive ^FDitty bop sha l^Cang lang ^GDitty bop sha lang sha ditty lang ^FDitty bop sha l^Cang lang ditty lang^G