Tuning D# G# C# F# A# d#
Intro:
D A C G A# F E
F# E F# E
verse 1:
F# A B F# A B
Lord, I must be dreamin' - what else could this be
F# A B F# A B
Everybody's screamin - runnin' for the sea
F# A B F# A B
Holy Land's are sinkin' - birds take to the sky
F# A B F# A B
Prophet's all are stinkin' drunk - I know the reason why
Pre Chorus 1:
B C B C
Eyes are full of desire, mind is so ill at ease
B C B C
Everything is on fire, shit piled up to the knees
F# C A B
Out of rhyme or reason - everyone's to blame
F# B F#7 A B
Children of the season don't be lame
D
Sorry, you're so sorry
Bm
Don't be sorry
G F#
Man has known and now he's blown it
F E
Upside down and hell's the only sound
D C
We did an awful job, and now they say it's nobody's fault
verse 2:
F# A B F# A B
Old Saint Andres seven years ago
F# A B F# A B
Shove it up their richters, red lights stop and go
F# A B F# A B
Noblemen of courage listen with their ears
F# A B F# A B
Spoke, but it's so discouraging when no one really hears
Pre Chorus 2:
B C B C
One of these days you'll be sorry, too many houses on the stilt
B C B C
Three million years or just a story, four on the floor up to the hilt
F# C A B
Out of rhyme or reason - everyone's to blame
F# B F#7 A B
Children of the season don't be lame
D
Sorry, you're so sorry
Bm
Don't be sorry
G F#
Man has known and now he's blown it
F E
Upside down and hell's the only sound
D C
We did an awful job, and now we're just a little too late
Solo
Pre Chorus 3:
B C B C
Eyes are full of desire, mind is so ill at ease
B C B C
Everything is on fire, shit piled up in debris
F# C A B
California showtime, five'o'clock the news
F# B F#7 A B
Said everybody's concubine is prone to take a snooze
D
Sorry, you're so sorry
Bm
Don't be sorry
G F#
Man has known and now he's blown it
F E
Upside down and hell's the only sound
D C
We did an awful job, and now we're just a little too late...
Outro:
F# E F# E