C
If i lay down
On an escalator
F Fm
Would you step on me
C
Just a rug
F
Tired of hugs and relaxation
G7 C
I've given up
F
On my autobiography
C
Cold coffee and a pillow
F C
Days that feel slow
F G7 C
Are enough for me
C
If i gave in
F
To the corporate tactics
G F F/E Dm
Would you say that i
C
Jeopardized
C/B Am Am/G F
All that i once believed in
G G/A C
Has come untied
C/B F
Teddy "I cannot speak softy"
C
Cold coffee and a pillow
F C
Days that feel slow
G7 C
Are enough for me
C
Do you ever think about the future
F
What holds those invisible sutures together
C
Is the doctor in
C
Whatever happened to spontaneity
That's my deity
F
And i'm in charge of me
G C
Let's see how far we can walk with our eyes closed
F
Each step raises the bar of uncertainty
C
But fortunately
F
Our feet are wheels that ride the maze
G C F
That is my life my hours my days
G C
That is my life my hours my days
C
Let's take the escalator up
F
We've been living in a cup that's china-made
C
I drank the kool aid
N.C.
I paid too much for
And more is just a bore
F
Of plastic happiness
G
Let's get rid of the rest of this
C
Twist yourself to hear the truth
F
Your laundry list is so uncouth
C
Of things been checked off
Forgotten or left off
F
And all the lights you never turned off
C F
And i'm the man who pays
G C F
That is my life my hours my days
G C
That is my life my hours my days
C F
If i If i If i If i If i If i If i lay down
C F
If i If i If i If i If i If i If i lay down
C F
Would you pick me up Would you pick me up or
G C C/B C/A C/G F G
Would you step on me
C
We're out of toilet paper again
F
All this talk about the end is eating me up
C
Would you please shut up
N.C.
We've had enough
Of the apocalypse
F
And its making me sick and i cannot predict
C
The ending of my favorite show
F
Or was it a book in slow motion
C
Like Captain Cook on the Indian Ocean
F
Eaten alive and great history lies in you and I
C F
And I think that's ok
G C F
That is my life my hours my days
G C F
That is my life my hours my days
G C F C
That is my life my hours my days