Intro: E Eb
verse 1
E
Get-get-get inside your spaceship
Eb
You don't have a car, but you don't have to take this
E
You'll jet up out the city like your favorite authors
Eb
Look up at the stars, look up at the stars
E
You're on the fast track, living from a backpack
Eb
Leaving all the sad-sack suckers in the dust behind you
E
This is how you roll, permanent vacation
Eb
You put in your time, now you're out of patience
F#
You could really go, no one's gonna stop you
E
You could really go, no one's gonna stop you
F#
You could really go, but now you're getting caught up in it
E
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute
verse 2
E
Think about your friends, think about your other friends
Eb
Thinking about you when they can, probably wondering what happened to you
E
Can't return a call, skipping every breakfast
Eb
He tried to be a writer but instead he only fact-checks
E
Out of shape and uninspired
Eb
You force down salad and you just feel tired
E
And wake up every day and spend it from the get-go
Eb
Chewing on your thumb and staring out the window
F#
You could really go, no one's gonna stop you
E
You could really go, no one's gonna stop you
F#
You could really go if you could spare the money
E
But you're burning through your twenties for a misdirected, energetic
Bridge
A F
Asshole living in a castle
E
Waving ’round a brass pole with a little ball on top
F#
And barking like a tree, debating every sick day
E
Storming through the office like Katrina on the fifth day
A F
Sitting with your pockets full of fists
E
And you're staring at your wrists and your scissors and you're shaking so bad
F#
You don't have a car, but you don't have to take this
E
So pack yourself a pair of socks and get inside a spaceship
(This part of the song kind of diverts into picking through the chords)
verse 3
E
Daydream and think of the nights
Eb
When they'll sing your name and they'll write it in lights
E
When the daydream ends like a kick in the chest
Eb
You can go out dancing and hope for the best
E
But then you get so bored you're half-asleep
Eb
The girls are jealous and the boys are cheap
E
A circus of the stars, a battle of the sexes
Eb
We're all in love with dying and we're doing it in taxes
E
You could really go
Eb
No one's gonna stop you
verse 4
A F
But then you get that feeling, like a train-track killing
E
Like an old-time villain in a silent movie
F#
Crying like a kid, squealing like a sex tape
E
Shrieking like a Beatle fan and kicking like a sensei
A F E
Sitting with your pockets full of fists and you're staring at your wrists
E
And your shoulders, and they're aching so bad
F#
Now they're cutting care, now they're talking pay cut
E
No one better dare ask you how your day was
A F E
Please don't make me act it out, it's hard enough to talk about it
F# E
I'll just rent my DVDs and watch my internet TV
A F E
I'll bide my time and pay my rent till something knocks me to my senses
F#
When I've had enough of dying in the day shift
E
I'll pack myself a pair of socks and get inside a spaceship
Outro
E Eb