Julian Casablancas - Tourist

^F#mI wish that clouds could hold me up ^BmLike I thought as a child growing up ^EI wish I could sound as soothing as the rainfall ^DBut I^F#m am only a drop from the storm

^AFeel like^F#m a tourist o^Eut in the country ^BmOnce this ^Awhole world^E was all countryside ^AFeel like^F#m a tourist i^En the big city ^BmSoon I wi^All ^Esimply evaporate

^F#mThey took the strings up north, the drums down south ^BmAfter they crossed Afghanistan a long time ago ^EYou're shuffling your feet into the next dimension ^DSoon skyscr^F#mapers will be everywhere

^AI feel like^F#m a tour^Eist lost in the suburbs ^BmSoon the wh^Aole wo^Erld will be urban sprawl ^AFeel like a ^F#mland lo^Ever out on the ocean ^BmFeel like a^E teardrop st^Areami^Eng off of your chin

^F#mSome will bet agai^C#nst you, try even to prevent you ^F#mBut not many can stop y^C#ou man, if you got a perfect plan ^F#mCan they possibly try, I dem^C#and to know why they would doubt you ^EIn this land, a thousand generations

^AFeel li^F#mke a ^Etourist out in the desert ^BmSo hot i^At fe^Eels like a Devil's breath ^AFeel li^F#mke a t^Eourist out in the swampland ^BmThis wor^Ald ^Eis just patches of water and land ^AEverywhe^F#mre I ^Ego I'm a tourist ^BmBut if you sta^Ey with me, I'l^Al always b^Ee at home