Will Wood And The Tapeworms - Lysergide daydream

^FOoh, I wanna ^Dmbe in the ^Ampicture on the ^Dmpostcard Pouring ^Ampitchers in the ^Dmbackyard by the ^Bbgarden we ^Ctend ^FOoh, I wanna ^Dmbe where the ^Amcrickets chirp for ^Dmme Frogs that ^Amfractal at my ^Dmfeet By the ^Bbdirt road dead ^Fend Where the ^Bbmatches burn like candles, no ^Clocks on the doors We can ^Fblow the seeds of ^Amdandelions, ^Dmwish for nothing more Where the ^Bbsunrise comes early, but the ^Cnight’s still plenty long And the ^Fconstellations ^Ammirror glistening ^Dmdewdrops on the lawn I feel the ^Bbgrass between my toes al^Bbmready ^C

^FOoh, I wanna ^Dmbe, in a ^Amplace I can ^Dmcall a ^Bbplace to get a^Cway from it ^Fall [Instrumental] F Dm Am Dm Bb C F

^FOoh I wanna ^Dmbe, in the ^Amautumn pastel ^Dmlandscape An ^Amodd, attractive ^Dmescape on the ^Bboutskirts of ^Ctown ^FOoh I wanna ^Dmbe, where it’s ^Amalways apple ^Dmseason Under^Amneath the dancing ^Dmtrees where we know ^Cup is ^Fdown Where the ^Bbtelevision’s broken and the ^Ccampfire’s smoking And we’re ^Fhopeful for to^Ammorrow cause we ^Dmknow we had today We’re ^Bblaughing and we’re joking with no ^Ccriticism spoken If the ^Fclouds come out and ^Amdrown the town we’ll ^Dmstill go out and play I can ^Bbfeel the hands to hold al^Bbmready ^C

^FOoh, I wanna ^Dmbe, in a ^Amplace I can ^Dmcall a ^Bbplace to get ^Caway from it ^Fall [Instrumental] F Dm Am Dm Bb C F

Well, I ^Fknow the day is ^Afar away, and ^Dmif it comes it ^Bbmwill not stay But ^FI can’t chase the ^Bbflavor from my ^Cmind Well ^Fthis is my lyser^Agide daydream. It’s ^Dmnot a plan, not ^Bbmhalf a scheme To ^Ffind the lake to ^Bbbathe my two bare ^Ctired and worn out feet

^FNo, I don't ^Dmbelieve there's a ^Amplace I can ^Dmcall a ^Bbplace to get a^Cway from it ^Fall ^{C F}No, I don't ^Dmbelieve there's a ^Amplace I can ^Dmcall a ^Bbplace to get a^Cway from it