Tom: D
Intro: D / D / E7 / E7 / G9 / G9 / Bb / A
VERSE 1
D Em7 D
I know this guy, if I'm the mayonnaise he's the cream.
D Am/C G
Some sit and wait for the ride while others become the scene.
Em7 G
And he can see a Wednesday morning like others see Friday night.
Em7 A7/4 D
It's all an open book, it's just how you vandalise.
VERSE 2
D Em7 D
A double on the shirttail while the rest of us split on the seams.
Am/C
He talks about Art Blakey and I pretend to know what he means..
G Em7 G
So now it's three gigs a night while your girl digs up the UAE.
Em7 A7/4
And burn up like a matchstick, the whole damn city can see.
CHORUS
D Am/C Em7 A7/4
Do do do do do do Do do do do do do Do do do do do do
VERSE 3
D Em7 D
The sun caught me hiding just enough for someone to see
Am/C
My heart in my hands, the tracks of my glands cracking through the grit in my teeth
G Em7 G
So when did you decide that there's only so much you can lose?
Em A D
The best choices come just when there's nothing left to choose
CHORUS
D Am/C Em7 A7/4
Do do do do do do Do do do do do do Do do do do do do
D Am/C Em7 A7/4
Do do do do do do Do do do do do do Do do do do do do
BRIDGE
Bm E7
So you blow up letterboxes and chlorine bombs
G Gm
'cause it's a weekend blitz on the dicks who just can't whistle the tune
Bm E7 G Gm
Yeah and hit while I sit here on my hands measuring compliments with a spoon
Bm E7 G Gm
And I'm never too far away.
D Em7 D
I know this guy, if I'm the mayonnaise he's the cream.
D Am/C
Some sit and wait for the ride while others become the scene.
REPEAT CHORUS TO END