This is just a progression of chords that i found this evening, you have to add some
stuff to make it sound like the song.
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[Bm]All day long,
[B6]I sing this same old song.
[Bm]Round my head, the same old
[B6]record's on.
[Bm]Sound I know, the engine slows, and the
[B6]ground disappears...
[Bm]oh my love.[B6]
[G]Laying on the floor I think about superman: and did he ever lay around drinking,
[Bm] telling his friends, reefer in his hand,
[F#m]'Hey man some day I'm gonna make a big splash', or
[A]does that kind of talk just come to us folk who can't find an 'S' on our chests? So just keep
[G]wheeling, dealing, bus-stop dreaming, laying on the floor just staring at the ceiling.
[Bm]Sound I know, the engine slows, and the
[B6]ground disappears...
[Bm]oh my love.[B6]
[G]Laying in the tub I thought about rock 'n roll and has it already been done before?
[Bm]Guess so, it's just getting your dick sucked,
[F#m]don't make it any less good than it once was,
[A]oh my god I wish that this dream would stop. Start again.
[G]
[G]When I get well I'm gonna move to the country, breathe clean air man, turn the televisions
[Bm]off for a while, Eskimo style.
[F#m]Gonna just breathe in, breathe out, breathe. In the
[A]city you know, get paid, you get laid, go to the clinic and you listen as the
[G]doc says: 'Don't drink, don't smoke, work hard, be fun, don't eat no junk' ain't it just
enough to make you
[Bm]wanna go get drunk? that's what I done.
[F#m]Hmm, well, anyway the drink got me thinking
[A]what a friend had said, guess what he said: 'Happiness is nothing but the flow of serotonin,
[E]it ain't got nothing to do with Jesus Christ, nothing got to do with wrong or right,
[G]oh help me out Simp, can it be right? that it all boils down to how the chemicals flow
to your soul?'...
[A]
[G]serotoninâ?¦ into my soul
[A]
[G]serotonin
stuff to make it sound like the song.
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[Bm]All day long,
[B6]I sing this same old song.
[Bm]Round my head, the same old
[B6]record's on.
[Bm]Sound I know, the engine slows, and the
[B6]ground disappears...
[Bm]oh my love.[B6]
[G]Laying on the floor I think about superman: and did he ever lay around drinking,
[Bm] telling his friends, reefer in his hand,
[F#m]'Hey man some day I'm gonna make a big splash', or
[A]does that kind of talk just come to us folk who can't find an 'S' on our chests? So just keep
[G]wheeling, dealing, bus-stop dreaming, laying on the floor just staring at the ceiling.
[Bm]Sound I know, the engine slows, and the
[B6]ground disappears...
[Bm]oh my love.[B6]
[G]Laying in the tub I thought about rock 'n roll and has it already been done before?
[Bm]Guess so, it's just getting your dick sucked,
[F#m]don't make it any less good than it once was,
[A]oh my god I wish that this dream would stop. Start again.
[G]
[G]When I get well I'm gonna move to the country, breathe clean air man, turn the televisions
[Bm]off for a while, Eskimo style.
[F#m]Gonna just breathe in, breathe out, breathe. In the
[A]city you know, get paid, you get laid, go to the clinic and you listen as the
[G]doc says: 'Don't drink, don't smoke, work hard, be fun, don't eat no junk' ain't it just
enough to make you
[Bm]wanna go get drunk? that's what I done.
[F#m]Hmm, well, anyway the drink got me thinking
[A]what a friend had said, guess what he said: 'Happiness is nothing but the flow of serotonin,
[E]it ain't got nothing to do with Jesus Christ, nothing got to do with wrong or right,
[G]oh help me out Simp, can it be right? that it all boils down to how the chemicals flow
to your soul?'...
[A]
[G]serotoninâ?¦ into my soul
[A]
[G]serotonin
