Intro:] EAEAEAEAE
Here it comes, here it comes,
AEAEAEAE
I can feel the hills exploding
ABB/AG#m
Exploding gracefully
G#m/F#BB/AG#m
Burning up the freeway
G#m/F#EAEAEAE
Here it comes
C#mBEB
Grass is green at the edge of the bubble
C#mBE
Beautiful gets into beautiful trouble
BC#mBEB
And it seems to fall out of the sky
C#mC
And come down on you
DEAEAEAE
Oh baby burn
Fast die younger, burns rubber
Useless rockers from England
Good times
Had by all
Just swallow your guilt and your crutches
Blue and white birds stop and hide on the pedal
Interstate fire walk staright down the middle,
And it seems to fall out of the sky
And come down on you
Oh baby burn
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.