CA7
You know I love to make a connection,
DmG
I love to conspire and steal.
CA7
And you know I love to write good rock songs, honey
DmG
That's all good and real.
CA7
I was born, and I cried,
DmAbmGFC
I lived the dirty life and I died on fire,
A7
And so slow,
DmG
But I could get used to this.
CA7
I used to be friends with rich kids,
DmG
But all they talked about was me,
CA7
'Cause I was looking for a date on the corner,
DmG
Like a foghorn shouting in the breeze.
CA7
And I'll bake on a cloud,
DmAbmGFC
I'll spare the very strength to look down, in case
A7
You're in tow,
DmG
But I could get used to this.
CA7
I finally grew a leg in Thailand,
DmG
Marauding on a typhus flu,
CA7
'Cause I was stirring up a phase in Nashville,
DmG
Where the plots don't care 'bout what you do.
CA7
I was born, and I cried,
DmAbmGFC
I lived the dirty life and I died on fire,
A7
And so slow,
DmG
But I could get used to this.
CEm
Dog faced flies would kill to survive,
FC
Hydrogen tigers, too.
CEm
When you're in doubt, simply even it out,
FG
Now what does that say about you?
CA7
I was lying by a sunny window,
DmG
Fawning on a stormy sea.
CA7
I was calling you to find some codeines,
DmG
Here's hoping you know what I mean.
CA7
I was born, and I cried,
DmAbmGFC
I lived the dirty life and I died on fire,
A7
And so slow,
DmG
But I could get used to this.
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.