E
If i lay down
On an escalator
A Am
Would you step on me
E
Just a rug
A
Tired of hugs and relaxation
B7 E
I've given up
A
On my autobiography
E
Cold coffee and a pillow
A E
Days that feel slow
A B7 E
Are enough for me
E
If i gave in
A
To the corporate tactics
B A A/G# F#m
Would you say that i
E
Jeopardized
E/D# C#m C#m/B A
All that i once believed in
B B/C# E
Has come untied
E/D# A
Teddy "I cannot speak softy"
E
Cold coffee and a pillow
A E
Days that feel slow
B7 E
Are enough for me
E
Do you ever think about the future
A
What holds those invisible sutures together
E
Is the doctor in
E
Whatever happened to spontaneity
That's my deity
A
And i'm in charge of me
B E
Let's see how far we can walk with our eyes closed
A
Each step raises the bar of uncertainty
E
But fortunately
A
Our feet are wheels that ride the maze
B E A
That is my life my hours my days
B E
That is my life my hours my days
E
Let's take the escalator up
A
We've been living in a cup that's china-made
E
I drank the kool aid
N.C.
I paid too much for
And more is just a bore
A
Of plastic happiness
B
Let's get rid of the rest of this
E
Twist yourself to hear the truth
A
Your laundry list is so uncouth
E
Of things been checked off
Forgotten or left off
A
And all the lights you never turned off
E A
And i'm the man who pays
B E A
That is my life my hours my days
B E
That is my life my hours my days
E A
If i If i If i If i If i If i If i lay down
E A
If i If i If i If i If i If i If i lay down
E A
Would you pick me up Would you pick me up or
B E E/D# E/C# E/B A B
Would you step on me
E
We're out of toilet paper again
A
All this talk about the end is eating me up
E
Would you please shut up
N.C.
We've had enough
Of the apocalypse
A
And its making me sick and i cannot predict
E
The ending of my favorite show
A
Or was it a book in slow motion
E
Like Captain Cook on the Indian Ocean
A
Eaten alive and great history lies in you and I
E A
And I think that's ok
B E A
That is my life my hours my days
B E A
That is my life my hours my days
B E A E
That is my life my hours my days