Sidney Gish - Im filled with steak and cannot dance

^AAt least I can ad^F#mvance Through ^Bmpeacetime in a ^Etrance ^EBad days too I've ^F#mno restrictions on the ^Bmmood Just the ^Edegree of effort -

^AUsage of the ^F#mbrain ^BmProcess phantom ^Epain ^EEye strain too, the ^F#mstrength of which should be pr^Bmofuse And add to ^Ethe collective hurt

So ^Awhat practical matters must I ^F#msettle first ^BmWhat practical matters must be ^Eput down, which ones to ^EShoot with tranquilizers, leave them ^F#mfalling on the ^Bmground And made in^Eto a bearskin ^Arug

^ABut get ^F#mthis, the ^Bmbearskin is a ^Elist And ^EI'm too distracted to ^F#mgo explaining ^Bmthis So I'll just c^Eanon stamp it

^AI want to see you at ^F#mnight Ano^Bmther day, another t^Eime ^EI can't stand in ^F#mthis lit hallway any^Bmmore I wa^Ent to be ^Aliked

^AAnd desp^F#mite A ^Bmpast of bad ideas and ad^Evice ^EI sit still and ^F#mwonder why I ever ^Bmtried To think that ^Eyou were any ^Adifferent