Tom: F F Cotton candy and a rotten mouth You know you're so fucked up Bb You know I couldn't help but have it for you F And everybody knows the way I walk And knows the way I talk Bb And knows the way I feel about you G It's all a bunch of shit Bb And there's nothing to do around here G It's totally fucked up Bb C I'm totally fucked up F Wish you were here And streets that only turn to boulevards And houses with back yards Bb and it's raining like hell on the cars F And everybody knows the way I walk And knows the way I talk Bb Knows the way I feel about you G It's all a bunch of shit Bb And there's nothing to do around here G It's totally fucked Bb C I'm totally fucked F Wish you were here Am F And if I could have my way G We'd take some drugs C Bb F And we'd smile C Bb F We'd smile C Bb F We'd smile G Bb C But not tonight, my dear F Wish you were here C Bb F Wish you were here C Bb F Wish you were here C Bb F Wish you were here termina em C