A(not actually played) G#m
Some men collapse at the racetrack
B F#
Their wrong and beat up, their eyes black
G#m
Others wilt in casinos
B F#
Roll dice and piss away speedboats
G#m
Some dissolve into bar stools
B F#
Scratched off in boxes and playoff pools
G#m
I spent myself on a psychic
B F#
I lost my way and a friend said she would find it
D-F#m-G#m
Man, we were wrong.
F#m-E-F#
Man, we were wrong.
B
I asked for the future,
C# F#
She only sang me a song.
G#m
Some men they go make their own luck
B F#
Grow fat from feeding on lame ducks
G#m
The easy mark and the old maid
B F#
The invalid and the ingrate
G#m
Others wait for that high sign
B F#
Some holy hoax in the tree-line
G#m
Me, I'm counting my canned food
B F#
Bunkered down waiting out our slingshot moods
D-F#m-G#m
But what if I'm wrong?
F#m-E-F#
What if I'm wrong?
B
I'll open my doors up
C# F#
People, come sweep me along.
Interlude:
Bm, D, E, F# x2
Bm, D, F#m, Bm, A#m
G#m
Eyes are fixed and my palms are spread
B F#
Dissonance floats my shipwrecked head
G#m
God sleeps in the Gaza strip
B F#
And man alone's left alone to live with it
G#m
The coin-flip faith of the optimist
B F#
It's beginners luck in a sewing kit
G#m
What's to do when there is no fix
B F#
On the unflinching ambivalence?
D-F#m-G#m
But you say that's wrong
F#m-E-F#
Hopeless and wrong
B
We re-thread your needle,
C# F#
You say, "God, play along."
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