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