So I just do this by ear.
Sorry for the mistakes anyway.
no capo used
Standard tuning
Well I'm a[F#m] member of the generatio[D]n Pentium mind
post-Co[A]lumbine kids we pra[E]ctice standing in line
I could h[F#m]ear the whistles blowin' at the[D] degree factory
You bet[A]ter know your r[A]ole
Paran[F#m]oia kicks his shoes off [D]and he settles in
Can't h[A]ave a conversation without my head spi[E]nning
To the b[F#m]eat of the dark money me[D]tronome
The sc[A]attered tempo will arrest your s[A]oul
I b[F#m]rake for anal[D]ogies on this ro[A]ad to cure a comp[E]limentary disease of the
[F#m]heart
Provided at [D]no extra charge by the li[A]ars spread by their wh[E]ores
[F#]Cancer costs a bit[Dmaj7] more
Half f[F#m]ull or half empty man its no co[D]ncern
When the gl[A]ass is smashed and you got n[E]othing to learn
C[F#m]ome off your pedestal di[D]gress from your post
Obey the p[A]osters on the w[A]all
Her g[F#m]oosebumps are whispering a [D]secret to me
While lo[A]gic's condescending on my f[E]antasies
S[F#m]earching for Atlantis in the t[D]hick of a storm
C[A]apsize with the Monte[E]ngards
W[F#m]ell I can't [D]go it alone
But i don't n[A]eed the approval of t[E]he megaphone
Because the [F#m]voice behind's got a p[D]lan of his own
To p[A]lay me f[E]or a f[F#]ool[Dmaj7]
Even C[F#m]easer can share some emp[D]athy
For the Fo[A]urth Estate's brutal m[E]urder atrocity
They t[F#m]asted the blade of t[D]he Laissez-sword
And it b[A]urned when it went d[A]own
The we[F#m]athermen are telling me that I[D]'d better scramble
There's a s[A]torm on the brink that the le[E]vies won't handle
Opp[F#m]ortunity's door is neither o[D]pen or shut
It's ru[A]sted and propped [A]ajar
I b[F#m]rake for ana[D]logies on this r[A]oad to cure a com[E]plimentary disease
My p[F#m]ower is listed at the t[D]op of the screen
So p[A]lay me f[E]or a f[F#]ool [Dmaj7]
Sorry for the mistakes anyway.
no capo used
Standard tuning
Well I'm a[F#m] member of the generatio[D]n Pentium mind
post-Co[A]lumbine kids we pra[E]ctice standing in line
I could h[F#m]ear the whistles blowin' at the[D] degree factory
You bet[A]ter know your r[A]ole
Paran[F#m]oia kicks his shoes off [D]and he settles in
Can't h[A]ave a conversation without my head spi[E]nning
To the b[F#m]eat of the dark money me[D]tronome
The sc[A]attered tempo will arrest your s[A]oul
I b[F#m]rake for anal[D]ogies on this ro[A]ad to cure a comp[E]limentary disease of the
[F#m]heart
Provided at [D]no extra charge by the li[A]ars spread by their wh[E]ores
[F#]Cancer costs a bit[Dmaj7] more
Half f[F#m]ull or half empty man its no co[D]ncern
When the gl[A]ass is smashed and you got n[E]othing to learn
C[F#m]ome off your pedestal di[D]gress from your post
Obey the p[A]osters on the w[A]all
Her g[F#m]oosebumps are whispering a [D]secret to me
While lo[A]gic's condescending on my f[E]antasies
S[F#m]earching for Atlantis in the t[D]hick of a storm
C[A]apsize with the Monte[E]ngards
W[F#m]ell I can't [D]go it alone
But i don't n[A]eed the approval of t[E]he megaphone
Because the [F#m]voice behind's got a p[D]lan of his own
To p[A]lay me f[E]or a f[F#]ool[Dmaj7]
Even C[F#m]easer can share some emp[D]athy
For the Fo[A]urth Estate's brutal m[E]urder atrocity
They t[F#m]asted the blade of t[D]he Laissez-sword
And it b[A]urned when it went d[A]own
The we[F#m]athermen are telling me that I[D]'d better scramble
There's a s[A]torm on the brink that the le[E]vies won't handle
Opp[F#m]ortunity's door is neither o[D]pen or shut
It's ru[A]sted and propped [A]ajar
I b[F#m]rake for ana[D]logies on this r[A]oad to cure a com[E]plimentary disease
My p[F#m]ower is listed at the t[D]op of the screen
So p[A]lay me f[E]or a f[F#]ool [Dmaj7]
