Okkervil River - Singer songwriter

Your great-^Fgrandfather ^Gwas a great l^Cawyer And his ^Fkid made a ^Gmint off the ^Cwar Your ^Ffather shot ^Gstills and then ^Cdirected films That your ^Fmom did pub^Glicity ^Cfor

I saw ^Gyour older sis on the ^Fyear's best book list And your ^Cbrother, he manages ^Gbands And you're keen to down play, but you're ^Fquick to betray With one ^Cwelt and that wave of ^Gyour hand

You come from ^Cwealth Yeah, you got wealth What a ^Fbitch, they didn't ^Ggive you much ^Celse

I heard ^Fcuts by The ^GKinks on your ^Cspeakers I saw ^FPoe and Ar^Gtaud on your ^Cshelves While The ^FLast Laugh's first ^Gscene on your ^Cflat panel screen Lit Cha^Fnel that you've ^Gwrapped around ^Cyourself

You've got ^Goutsider art by an ^Fartist you arguably ^Ckidnapped to pin on the ^Gwall Your designers have slyly ^Fdirected the eye down ^Cpink lines here and your well lit ^Gpawn

You've got ^Ctaste, you've got taste What a ^Fwaste that ^Gthat's all that you ^Chave

Oh, you wrote your ^Fthesis on the ^Ggospel of ^CThomas You shot some ^Freversal ^Gfilm in Angkor ^CWat And this ^Fbook you once ^Gread said there's ^Cless people dead at this point ^Fnow than ^Gthose who are ^Cnot

And this ^Gfilm we once saw was ^Freviled for it's flaws But it's ^Cflaws were what made us have ^Gfun And the ^Glife some folks had might ^Fhave made us feel bad Why feel ^Cbad? Man, it's nothing ^Gyou've done

It's all in your ^Chand It's all in your hand Like a ^Fgun, like a ^Gglove, like a ^Cgrand

And this ^Gthing you once said disa^Fppeared from my head In the ^Ctime that it took to be a^Gmazed And this ^Gthing you once did might have ^Fdazzled the kids But the kids ^Conce grown up are gonna walk ^Gaway

And your ^Fworld is ^Ggonna change ^Cnothing And your ^Fworld is ^Ggonna change ^Cnothing And our ^Fworld is ^Ggonna change ^Cnothing And our ^Fworld is ^Ggonna change ^Cnothing And our ^Fworld is ^Ggonna change ^Cnothing