Verse
Em Bm
there's a lack of spice in every art director's life
D C
the suntanned ghost is lying face down on the floor
Em Bm
there's a lack of spice in every copywriter's life
D C
there'll be no waiting around for the man anymore
[Chorus]
G Dm
now he's gone and what's the meaning?
F C A#
i can't see why he had to sacrifice his life
G Dm
it is yourself that you're deceiving
F C
i shouldn't have to tell you so
[Interlude]
Em Bm D C x2
[Chorus]
G Dm
now he's gone and what's the meaning?
F C A#
i can't see why he had to sacrifice his life
G Dm
it is yourself that you're deceiving
[Outro]
F F