Tom: G G Turning on the TV and what do I see? F# A pageantry of empty gestures all lined up for me – wow! G I’d have thought by now we would be ready to proceed But a tearful hymn to tug the heart F# And a man-sized wreath – ow! Am Throw it on the fire D Throw it in the air Bm E Kick it out on the dance-floor like you just don’t care, oh Am G D Give me some G Wave the palms, still the arms, fists in the air F# A motorcade of a night-string(?) shows the people that you care – ow! G Nature abhors a vacuum but what’s between your ears? Your judgement cluttered with fearful thoughts F# A headlights and a deer – ow! Am Throw it on the fire D Throw it in the air Bm E Kick it out on the dance-floor like you just don’t care, oh Am G D Give me some G Well I’m not deceived by pomp and odious conceit But a tearful hymn to tug the heart F# And a man-sized wreath-ow! Am Throw it on the fire D Throw it in the air Bm E Kick it out on the dance-floor like you just don’t care, oh Am Look at what I’ve found D Everybody look around Bm E Everybody looking like they just don’t care Am Throw it on the fire D Throw it in the air Bm E Kick it out on the dance-floor like you just don’t care, oh Am G D Give me some Am G D Give me some Am G D Give me some Am G D