Intro: Fm - Db - Fm - D# Fm - Db - Ab - D# (verse) Fm Db Born free, hanging in the trees Fm D# And waiting for the duties coming for me Fm Db Ab All we ever do is count the time, following something D# Riddles in their diamond rings Fm Db Please cure the disease Fm D# Come on, baby, get a pretty picture of me Fm Db While the world is dreaming about gold Ab D# Digging in their holes, oh, digging in their sleepless dreams (Chorus) Fm Db You make me wanna spit on your honor Ab D# Go with the bus waiting 'round the corner Fm Db To seek the fire and my desires Ab D# If we could all just do as I do Fm Where, where do we go? Db Where the, where the wind blows D#sus4 We're the youth on our own D# Waiting for our call Fm Where, where do we go? Db Where the, where the wind blows D#sus4 D# Generation with no mythologies to follow Fm - Db - Ab - D# (verse) Fm Db Born free, who am I to be Fm D# When nothing in the world will have to rely on me? Fm Db Ab I remember good old times, the starships in your eyes D# Now we're just getting drunk and die (chorus) Fm Db You make me wanna waste by our wonder Ab D# Only the gods save you when I'm gone Fm Db And we walk in fire like every riot Ab D# And we do not know what to do Fm Where, where do we go? Db Where the, where the wind blows D#sus4 We're the youth on our own D# Waiting for our call Fm Where, where do we go? Db Where the, where the wind blows D#sus4 D# Generation with no mythologies to follow (bridge) Fm Db We go on and we go on, go nowhere every day Ab D# We're trying to suppress that nothing matters anyway Fm Db Ride and ride until you're hollow D#sus4 D# We got no mythologies to follow Fm Db Ab Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh D# Ooh Fm Db Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ab D# We got no mythologies to follow (chorus) Fm Db You make me wanna spit on your honor Ab D# Go with the bus waiting 'round the corner Fm Db To seek the fire and my desires Ab D# If we could all just do as I do Fm Where, where do we go? Db Where the, where the wind blows D#sus4 We're the youth on our own D# Waiting for our call Fm Where, where do we go? Db Where the, where the wind blows D#sus4 D# Generation with no mythologies to follow Fm Db We go on and we go on, go nowhere every day Ab D# We're trying to suppress that nothing matters anyway Fm Db Ride and ride until you're hollow D#sus4 D# We got no mythologies to follow
