B C
Four o'clock in the morning and my coffee got cold
B C# E F#
And I?ve been watching the street lamps flick off with the dawn
B C# E F#
So I take a deep breath inwards and my hair?s pulled down my throat
B C# EF#
I look up at the sky ask "do you mind if I smoke?"
B C# EF# (x3)
La da da
C# E F#
Talkin? bout degeneration
B C# E F#
And what about democracy and what about equality
B C# E F#
We?re all asking the age old question so what about me?
B C# E F#
And we turn to face the cameras pointing knives towards each others back
B C# E
Saying I?m a product of my generation You could make a film about that
B C# E F#
And the bigwigs down on fleet street are cashing in on this parade
B C# E F#
Selling hot dogs by disaster zones counting every dollar made
B C# E F#
And we pay out for the gossip and the latest on our own demise
B C# E F#
Like the prints supposed to be our ears like the screens supposed to be our eyes
G#m
You said that it meant nothing
F#
You said that you just met her
G#m
Well as far as your excuses go baby
F#
You could do better
Chorus