Jack Johnson - My mind is for sale

^DWell, I heard the blinker's on I heard we're changing lanes I heard he likes to race^A I heard that six^D or seven words he likes to use Are always in ba^Ad taste And I heard that Mo^Dnday's just a word we say Every seven times around And then we p^Ain the tail on Tuesday Watch those strings go up and down The ^Delephant in the room begins to dance The cameras z^Bmoom into His mo^Auth begins to move Those hateful words he uses

^GI don't care for your pa^Dranoid ^AmUs against them walls ^{G G}I don't care for your ca^Dreless ^AmMe first gimme gimme appetite at^G all

^DAnd all the real estate in my is for sale It's all been su^Bmbdivid^Aed ^DDivided into reasons why My two opposing t^Bmhoughts at once are fin^Ae ^DThe residue from the price tag On the t^Bmip of my tongue The words don't come they go ^AHow many likes I gotta get Before I know the truth And the truth is^D Season three will be a great reason To forget a^Bmll about real^Aity's A slippery slope Watch the TV scream and shout it

^GI don't care for your pa^Dranoid ^AmUs against them walls ^{G G}I don't care for your ca^Dreless ^AmMe first gimme gimme appetite at^G all

^DNow I heard the blinker's on I heard we're changing lanes I heard we need more spac^Ae I heard that six or seven words are in bad taste ^DIt's absurd to believe that we might Deserve anyth^Bming As if its balanc^Aed in the end And the good guys always win

^GI don't care for your pa^Dranoid ^AmUs against them walls ^{G G}I don't care for your ca^Dreless ^AmMe first gimme gimme appetite at^G all

^DUs again^Bmst ^Athem fearful kind of walls